It was a sunny hour, in an otherwise cloudy day
And people with bikes had come out to play
We’d decided we wanted to be connected
With cycling fever, our brains had been infected
So I tied my bike at the top of a hill
And went for a walk with my tall friend Will
By the time we reached our destination
We looked down to see a manifestation
Bikes had come from near and far
To show there was something better than a car
Bikes were chained in one long line
Someone had chained their bike to mine
The front wheel connected to the back of others
It was like a procession of bicycle brothers
It was a wall created by our choice of transport
If it kept on going we could make it a fort
No one knew when it would end
So we chatted to our new bicycle friends
As we chained up bike number 21
This marked the end of our bike chain fun
We dismantled our beloved bike chain wall
We believe it’s the biggest bike chain of all
But we know we’ll be back for another bike chain
Next time we’ll be noticed, it might bring us some fame
This marks the beginning of a little époque
Where people build chains out of bicycles and locks
So get ready to be interrupted from your daily life
There’ll be bike chains galore causing all sorts of strife

