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My Bike
O my god i love my bike
Wen i am whit her i can not be mad
She is my drug and my Heaven.
In the road she makes my happy
In the race line she makes my smille
Because whit her i am really happy
And with out her i feel like dying
She is like an angel os aluminum
That god has sent to make my smile
She makes me feel like flying when we jump
And Meeks me feel bad wen she is damaged
Allude she makes me fall when she wants
I can not be mad at her
She is my bike and i love her