The Bicycle Bell Solo

I trotted over to the bicycle rack just past the flowerbeds, looking for my next grand instrument! A shiny green cruiser was parked right there, its kickstand dug into the gravel. I leaped onto the low pedal, clambered up the angled metal frame, and reached the handlebar! Right beside the rubber grip was a domed silver bell. I reared back and slammed both my plush front paws right down onto the metal flick lever! *Trrrriiiing!* A sharp, glorious chime burst through the quiet courtyard! I threw my chin up, clinging to the handlebar, basking in the ringing reverberation like a true rockstar!