My Girl On My Harley With Me Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

My Girl On My Harley With Me



GRAB YOUR HELMET HOLD MY WAIST
AND SIT REAL CLOSE CAUSE HERE WE GO
ROARING DOWN THE ROAD NOT LOOKING BACK
DON'T WANNA KNOW JUST WANNA GO
AND FEEL FREE WITH JUST YOU AND ME
WITH THE WIND AT ARE BACKS AND THE HIGHWAY
THAT OPEN ONLY FOR US TO SEE

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