This bike is always at the store around the corner.
The store where I picked up some milk,
and sadly, YES, some ice cream.
I ate some ice cream with the kids,
then they went to bed.
I sat on the couch and ate the rest.
BAD DAD.
But this bike taunts me.
"have you even touched your bike?"
yes, I moved it from one room to the other.
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