My Bike
By Audrey Garrison
My Bike is purple and fun,
I ride in wind and sun.
My bike zooms past cars,
It can take me to Mars.
Off in the wind we go,
Like Santa's Sleigh saying "ho, ho, ho"
My Bike is nice and sweet
It can not be beat.
The heat never gets to me,
When I am riding nice and free.
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