Beryl was a racing cyclist

The mistress of chain and sprocket

A national time trial heroine

She was in nobody's pocket

 

Like Dorothy Hyman from Cudworth

The girl from Leeds was undersold

London media ignored her

The BBC kept her in the cold

 

Today she would be lauded

Her talent would make a million

Sponsors would lionise her

Radiant on that golden pillion

 

In her time bicycles were basic

Not today's computerised yokes

She'd scare the living daylights

Out of our best modern blokes

 

Its time for a memorial statue

If the town of Morley can find room

Beryl's sculpture can be unveiled

By fellow cyclist Chris Froome