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Post by lya4c on Oct 22, 2005 10:35:33 GMT -5
Kickstands up Rolling down the driveway Bikes bumping And jumping On the rocks Hop onto the bike And put our feet on the pedals. Our wheels start turning We pick up speed Zooming down the street Hair streaming in the wind It feels cool and refreshing You race me to the corner But I win. We ride not in straight line I put my hands up in the air The wind between my fingers Feels good. Getting dark Time to go back We skid on the asphalt Turn around And ride home.
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Post by Ranna on Oct 22, 2005 17:58:42 GMT -5
Cool, lol.
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Post by lya4c on Oct 22, 2005 18:35:27 GMT -5
lol thanks. wrote this one last year
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