My Bicycle

When I push I go where I like
reputation of just a tyke
this simple machine
gifted when fourteen
this portal is just a black bike

powered by toast and a burger
like a child it must be nurtured
exterior hard
once brand new now scarred
this bike bought from a verger

machine built with steel and rubber
exertion burns through all blubber
when broken no use
like a pond with no goose
often see many a lubber