Can someone write me a 15 line catalog poem about riding my bike when i was younger

remember your first bicycle?

i was so happy, so eager to learn,

i remember going through so much pain

falling on my face, picked up by my dad

as i cried and he kissed my feet saying

'there, it's all good now'

but then the bicycle ended up being my life

for a few short years

but then it is too small, and i was too big

i have grown, and it hadn't.

so i said goodbye and put it on the corner of the garage.

bought a brand new one.

i realize now, it's kind of like you and me.

you have grown, back then, and i hadn't.

you've made other friends, and i hadn't.

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