I have wheels, but I'm not a bike, I need fuel, but I don't take a hike. I zoom on roads both near and far, What am I?
I’m small, but I can carry a load, Through city streets, down every road. I can be electric, or pedal-powered too, You rent me for fun; my color is often blue. What am I?
Two wheels beneath me, but no engine to hear, Pedal-powered, I bring you near. With handlebars to steer your way, You’ll ride on me throughout the day. What am I?
I have wings but I cannot fly, I soar through the sky, up so high. I take you places far and wide, But on the ground, I cannot glide. What am I?
I run on tracks, and I’m long and fast, Through cities and towns, I go zipping past. With many stops along my way, I’ll take you far by night or day. What am I?