A tisket, a tasket, I lost my bicykle basket
I'm getting myself a bike! Oh yes, Stockholm will be terrified when they see me swooshing past them steering the wheel with my knees.
No, sorry, I promise I will have both hands on the steering wheel, a helmet on my head and a small basket in front of the steering wheel with a litre of milk, a baguette and some butter in it. I might even buy a pair of black cotton shoes, a beret and a white skirt blowing in the wind.
Or why not make it big and buy one of these?! I look good on it, don't I? I'll even buy those shoes to match.
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