Look at the rims, silver and shiny!
Round, and they look chrome-cast.
The spokes span out pointy and spiny.
Black grips hold my hands sure and fast.
Handlebars turn with great ease.
The places I go in my mind are vast!
Reflectors glint in the sun as to tease.
Yellow, red and white dance in the light.
I can’t wait to feel the breeze!
The seat seems it will fit just right.
Oh the places to conquer while outside!
It wants me to go, ready for flight!
But alas just one thing I cannot hide,
I’ve yet to learn how to bike ride.