Me and my bycicle

I have a bicycle, shiny and bright,
With wheels that spin, oh, what a sight!

Pedals push, and off I go,
Wind in my hair, a speedy flow.

Handlebars turn, left and right,
Zooming along, pure delight.

Bicycle adventures, oh so grand,
Through the park, across the sand.

But now it rests, in the shed it lies,
Underneath the starry skies.

A loyal friend, my trusty bike,
Dreams of riding, whenever I like.

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