My rusty old friend

My best friend is my bike

I have named him Tom

He used to gleam and sparkle

But now he is tired, old and rusty.


The handle bars used to be sturdy but now they wobble

The saddle is now as flat as a pancake, it used to be squishy and comfy

The tyres are cracked and flat where they used to be plump and firm

The paint work used to be shiny and bright, now it peels like skin on an orange.


But Tom is still my bike

I ride him every day

He is my trusty friend

I love Tom!




One Response to “My rusty old friend”

  1. 1 good use of simile
    2 I like how you described the bike as a person
    3 good vocabulary

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