Where ever the hole pointless to cajole

Walking the bike up hill
did you get too tired?
legs too weak, lacking will?
No, a flat acquired!

Tire went ‘bang!’ at a juncture
deprived of p.s.i.
Instantaneous puncture
spectacularly, why?

When by rusty nail pierced
where ever the hole
airflow won’t be reversed
pointless to cajole

When inner tubes does burst
there is mean wheezing
Air rushes out head first
sound most displeasing

Each molecule on its own
elbowed escapes frantic
All solidarity blown
a deflating antic