The Old Bike by Misha
The old bike is rusty.
Webs are all around the bike.
Grassy old wheels,
disgusting as old smelly socks.
Stuck tubes around the tree,
uncomfortable seat and the handle bars are old.
The seat is black and white and the soft colour like a rainbow.
What are you? By Misha
What are you?
You are an unbreakable Lamborghini crashing into the tall trees.
You are a beautiful Ferrari riding gracefully to the park.
You are a good boys driving the car.
You are then end.
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