I like riding a bike.
I go round and round on the ground and my bell makes a sound.
Ring ding ting and i sing.
It's red and it moves ahead.
It smells like a rose and you smell it with your nose.
Bye Bye bike!
I like riding a bike.
I go round and round on the ground and my bell makes a sound.
Ring ding ting and i sing.
It's red and it moves ahead.
It smells like a rose and you smell it with your nose.
Bye Bye bike!