I was so proud of my new cycling jersey,
Form fitting and bright red,
Covered in sponsor's logos,
In my competition it would inspire dread.
Muscles flexing at the start line,
Words came to me clearer and cleaner,
My awe inspiring jersey was now called,
The six foot bulging weiner.
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