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Her bike

Mine was carbon fiber

with Campagnolo gears

it had ramhorn handlebars

and I rode beyond all fear

 

Until I hit loose gravel

just around a bend

downhill at full travel

and I went end over end

 

Now I ride a cruiser

with a basket and a bell

it's got a loose cupholder

and riding uphill is hell

 

But it gets me where I'm going

and it's healthy for my scars

it makes me feel like I am soaring

when she is on the handlebars

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