It's Quadrille Monday on dVerse - which just so happens to be one of my favourite of the prompts.  A 44-word poem? Count me in! De Jackson aka WhimsyGizmo is hosting and she wants us to use the word Crown.  While walking around Old Montreal yesterday, I snapped this bicycle, thinking it would make for an interesting fun subject one day.  Who knew I would use it so soon? It can be part of the fun project of using one photo with a short text or this.  Or both!

They say I'm next in line
That it is meant to be
I fear I must decline
There'll be no crown for me

With a bicycle of gold
I shall set myself free
For the ruling days of old
Were never meant for me