"Daisy, Maisie, give me your answer, do.
I'm half crazy, all for the love of you.
It won't be a stylish marriage,
I can't afford a carriage,
But you'll look sweet
Upon the seat
Of a bicycle built for
Today I saw the ultimate romantic vehicle - a bicycle built for three. It was the stretch limo of bicycles. Just perfect for a menage a trois. Or conjoined triplets. (Depending on where they were conjoined, of course,)
Or polygamists. Of course, the wives would probably fight over who sits where.
The man I saw was alone, walking his vacant three-seater along a crowded Saturday sidewalk. He looked dejected. Tired. Miserable. And very likely, clueless.
Sometimes, love just doesn't work out the way you intend.