Biking Rendezvous

The golf course was empty. No one was in sight. We set off on our bikes, away from prying eyes. Not just to make out under the skies, had other plans in mind. Lay down on the grass, with closed eyes. Something smelled not so nice. Eeks! Jumped up with fright. Dog poop smudged all over skirt. Rendezvous ended in a sad plight.