And there was little mud left I could see,
So while a certain wariness, I know
And in which I engage, is needed, the
Small lake within the tunnel did surprise
Me just a bit, but that was nothing to
What waited at its end, just where a rise
Begins, with a sharp curve to pedal through.
A sharp turn means my bike and I must lean
A bit; and just there where I did so, there lay
A mud slick. Ere I knew, my bike slid clean
Out from beneath me, yet, to my dismay
Still landed on me. Glad I broke its fall,
But now I hurt all over, overall.