Once, there was a boy named Hyejong Ike,
who was happily riding his bike.
With his hands on the handles,
he pedals with his dirty sandals.
As he was about to reach home,
he walked by his bike alone.
Out came 2 soldiers from streets of SHARAY,
who tried to take his bike away.
They teased and mocked,
and mocked and teased.
They laughed at his bike,eased.
Ike was definitely not pleased.
Dad came along to stand by his son,
who had been wishing to escape and run.
The soldiers told them the bike they want,
Ike stood there crying, stunned.
Dad could not do anything but say yes,
creating a whole lot more mess.
The soldiers again tried to take the bike from them,
Ike became angry and BAM!
He shouted, NO!
He yelled, LET LOOSE!
He shrieked that IT WAS HIS TO USE!
He begged and plead,
and instead the soldiers went mad.
Ike held the bike and never let go,
Finally Dad forced him to, OH NO!
A wave Dad gave as he turned to his left,
Ike cried, THIS IS THEFT!
Dad apologized and knelt down to say,
that Ike would get another one day.
Sorry Ike felt seeing Dad upset,
He hugged and wiped his face that tears made wet.
He knew Dad will get him another new bike one day,
And that Dad will NEVER forget NO WAY!
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