Tykes and Bikes
Along the hikes of thunder spikes
The rest of us are scared
Nobody likes the lightning strikes
That catch us unprepared
Except the tykes who ride the bikes
That somebody repaired.
Submitted to the
Bite Size Poem no17 Poetry Contest
on August 15, 2021
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