I require no fuel,
No gas nor power,
On me you can ride
Thirty miles in an hour.
No pedaling required,
So you’ll never get tired.
Both up hills and down,
Or wherever desired.
And how’s this for a treat?
I don’t need to eat!
I am bought and not born,
Though I do have a horn.
I’ve got no wheels nor feet.
I’m not driven, but worn.
A saddle |
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