Called on like a noble steed,
The creature listened to its master's need.
Sometimes it wondered why -
Why his master liked to try,
To punish him for its good deed!
Still it stayed by his side,
Happy to always give him a ride.
Plus his master was so kind,
Vital to keep in mind,
To repair its parts and hide.
Through thick and thin they dare,
Pushing pests and cautious care.
More fun to be had,
For Henry the lad
And his scooter in air.
A/N: Today is National Limerick Day so in honor of the occasion I wrote up a limerick featuring another unique mechanical perspective. May I present Henry's scooter and its thoughts on its life with Henry. Enjoy!