How could you betray me? I have loved riding you. I have loved the feel of the wind blowing through my golden locks as I speed down the bike path. I have loved riding you to the duck ponds. I have loved calling you my favorite toy and taking you everywhere. But no more. Because today while I rode you, racing down an incline and around a steep turn, you tossed me from your tender orange Diego seat. You mocked my scrapped knees and skinned hands, and jeered as I wept in pain and hurt. I shall love you no longer.
Sadly,
Issac 
2 comments:
Awww... poor little guy.
Ahhh. No fair.
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