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A famous composer was also a cyclist. But he refused to ride his new <strong>bach</strong>, because of the <strong>handel bars</strong>. So he took it back to the <strong>chopin</strong> began to rattle off a <strong>lizst</strong> of complaints. “<strong>Grrr… Schwinns,</strong>” he cried. But the store owner didn’t understand his unwillingness to ride. ‘Hey, it’s <strong>beets hooven</strong>‘ he said, ‘especially if you’re <strong>bizet</strong>! I was hoofin’ the other day, and got gum on my <strong>schubert</strong>!’ Riding is certainly better than taking <strong>de bussy</strong>; except if your bike is too heavy. This fellow’s ride weighed 20 kilo<strong>brahms</strong>! He took a ride by a painter’s castle once and admired the <strong>moat’s art</strong>. But some half-German, half-Russian idiot almost ran him over – what a <strong>scheisskopfsky</strong>! The composer fell headlong into a dog turd: a wipeout of operatic proportions – it was <strong>poo-chinny</strong>! He almost <strong>baroque</strong> his face, and was so shamed he went into <strong>haydn</strong>. Lessons learned? Cycling is a taste one must <strong>a choir</strong>. But if you decide to give up halfway through a ride, <strong>de bussy</strong> now comes with a <strong>bike-rachmaninoff</strong>!

02/12/2026 The Pun Gents

A famous composer was also a cyclist. But he refused to ride his new bach, because of the handel bars. So he took it back to the chopin began to rattle off a lizst of complaints. “Grrr… Schwinns,” he cried. But the store owner didn’t understand his unwillingness to ride. ‘Hey, it’s beets hooven‘ he said, ‘especially if you’re bizet! I was hoofin’ the other day, and got gum on my schubert!’ Riding is certainly better than taking de bussy; except if your bike is too heavy. This fellow’s ride weighed 20 kilobrahms! He took a ride by a painter’s castle once and admired the moat’s art. But some half-German, half-Russian idiot almost ran him over – what a scheisskopfsky! The composer fell headlong into a dog turd: a wipeout of operatic proportions – it was poo-chinny! He almost baroque his face, and was so shamed he went into haydn. Lessons learned? Cycling is a taste one must a choir. But if you decide to give up halfway through a ride, de bussy now comes with a bike-rachmaninoff!

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