My Harley
MY HARLEY
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(M) mount my Harley made of metal
(O) on its wide saddle seat I will settle
(T) taking the throttle into my hand
(O) opening it up at my command
(R) Riding and leaning it at my bidding
(C) curves sharp are waiting to be ridden
(Y) yes I feel the pounding in my heart
(C) cruising many highways from the start
(L) live to ride is what I always say
(E) every single sunny summer day
Copyright © Janet Grace | Year Posted 2016
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