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Night Ride

What a gorgeous night to ride,

the temperature’s just right.

Jeans an "T" and a leather vest,

are quite suitable tonight.

I walk out, get on my bike.

Turn the key; switch on headlight.

Push the button; start her up.

Set aside my coffee cup.

Sitting on my steed of steel.

The road ahead has much appeal.

The air feels good as I ride out.

Great night to ride without a doubt.

Twisting on my throttle grip,

into traffic now I slip.

My headlight shines on lines of white.

This road, this bike, both feel so right.

Accelerating past some cars,

stopping at some smaller bars.

Grab a burger and some fries.

Lets move on my buddy cries.

So many places I've not seen.

Come on lets ride!

Know what I mean?

We've turns to make and, roads to cross,

Lets keep ridding until we're lost.

We keep on riding through the night,

Much to soon comes morning's light.

Our eyes now heavy needing sleep.

The highways call will for now keep.

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Mar 7, 2013
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