Imagine a world without Neverbelieve Island.No more Gold Apples, no more beaches. Devastatingly,this island is under a critical threat.Will you stand up and do your duty,to take the challenge?
The precious Gold Apple is a sacred fruit that is crucial to the Neverbelievian culture and is near extinction due to illegal stealing.
I’ve never flown to the moon, but I have rocketed up on a giant swing.
I’ve never eaten at a Michelin-Star restraunt before, but I have slurped up spaghetti at Zizzi’s
I’ve never had high tea with the Queen Of England, . but I have eaten high tea at a posh cafe.
I’ve never gone tho Korea and chilled out at a luxurious hotel, but I have traveled to a Premier Inn before.
I’ve never spent money at a huge mansion, but I have recieved presents on my birthday, in my apartment.
I’ve never owned a dog or a cat before, but I have lots and lots of toys.
I’ve never competed at the Olympics before, but I have raced as fast as I can on my bike at Kier Hardie.
The old bike leans against the silver birch, a young friend
Handlebars stick out like the tusks of an elephant
Chains click and clatter as they create a rhythmic beat
Cogs rusting in the rain, cogs rusting in the sunshine
Flowers hanging out of a plastic bottle
The gears squeaking and squawking like a parrot
The seat untouched for years and forgotten
An old, shattered light not used for decades
Two wheels perfectly normal and lying there
A couple of fine pedals, creaking and unused
The spring of suspension bouncing and springy
Ivy growing on the bike, making it feel like home
The bell, louder than ever is waiting to be rescued
A fine silver and birch, bright and happy, it is never despaired
A spider’s cobweb beautiful and more silky than ever
The tyres old and rusty, wise and spiritful
The saddle always trying to have a good laugh, a young man
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