Pedal, pedal, hard up the hill My bike’s wheels groaning With the effort Switch gears Click, click

A steaming kettle About to explode A moment passes by A high shriek Pierces the air

Life is a road Everyone must take People come and go But they leave in different ways. Love is a river

The Cheetah runs The Cheetah fly’s The Cheetah jumps The Cheetah glides But it is none

Pitter Pattter Pitter Pattter Pitter Pattter Rhythm of rain On my window

Yum! A squishy berry Fills my mouth with sweet What a taste to carry It’s something that I greet The best food every grown

It’s a magical thing A pencil A thing you use Every day And take it

Years, ticking by Ticking by By-and-by On their way To age me still

Poems, poems, are everywhere On the ground and in your hair 'Cause that’s true, there’s some t… Use on up and I won’t care Read them out; don’t despair

Pedal, pedal, hard up the hill My bike’s wheels groaning With the effort Switch gears Click, click

The darkness eases it’s way Seeps Into my soul Willing itself To go

A drip, A drop A flip, A flop A tick, A tock On the door A clip[, A clop

Today Is a cloudy day No. It really is. I promise.