Mike the Bike was quite a lonely bike. He was the only yellow bicycle on the entire street. All the ruby red bikes would play together, the vibrant orange bikes would chat in their group, and so did the emerald green, lavender purple, and shiny blue bikes. But there was no other yellow bike he could play with… Until Tracy the Tricycle moved in next door. She was as golden as the sun, and Mike finally had someone to play with. 

Mike the Bike was not lonely anymore; he had Tracy the Tricycle to keep him company.