Something Old.

Something old,

Turns up the strings,

😎

Brings in coolness,

And one’s own might lets it ring.

The sound echoes,

It reverberates.

That old thing turns out to be your old bicycle,

Which is truly yours,

To the bottoms unfathomed and unseen.

🐦🐦🐦🐦🐤🐤🐤🐤😃😃😃😃😄😄

Adios!