Ode To My Helicopter

I would like to tell you about my helicopter.

My helicopter is silver and red,

When I go to sleep it’s on top of my bed.

My helicopter drifts around in the air,

Even though in winter it’s as freezing as ice.

My helicopter is bold & strong,

It stands out from the rest of the pack.

When I look at it, makes me think of seeing it glide. My helicopter is special to me, because I’m good at flying it.