BIKE

 
       BIKE 
   My dad made my glad.
  He said see, he had something for me.
     He said,
  it was something 
  I would like.
  It was a bike!!
  Red!!  All the thoughts in my head.
 
  I learned to ride.
  The three wheels see, worked for me.
  Feelings o joy this boy did not hide.
  I did ride all down the street.  Really neat.
  All over the neighborhood.  Really good.
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