My Ol’ Bike
When I was five
My dad got me a bike
And it made feel truly alive
I used to go everywhere on it
With my cousins and my friends
And it never tired me one bit
One time I saw a slight break on the wheel
And I thought it was game over
So my heart started to sadly squeal
And when I turned twenty-one
My mum got me a car
And my life on the road begun
The moment I held the steering wheel
I felt nothing but power
It’s something I’ve never been able to feel
Until I noticed my ol’ bike
Sitting sadly in the garden
And I was going to give it to Cousin Mike
But I changed my mind cos it’s memories are still with me
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