Welcome to Arthur Caygill Cycles

A poem by local writer Mark Cooper

I went to Arthur Caygill’s

To get a shiny new bike

Had a chat with Scott

Telling him roughly what id like



I then told him my budget

About fifteen hundred pounds

He stroked his chin

And made ‘man thinking’ sounds



To cut a long story short

(Someone shouts ‘too late’)

I ended up an aluminium hybrid

Which I think is great



And it cost UNDER my budget

By five hundred quid

Making me wonder if Scott

Really is a Yorkshire kid