Riding in the rain,
on my thunderbird,
through the poodles,
water splashing,
visor hazy with rain drops.
we are through the rain,
the breeze dries us in no time,
Only to be drenched
again by the rain.
we reach home,
to a hot cup of tea
and cosily in the warmth of blankets.
on my thunderbird,
through the poodles,
water splashing,
visor hazy with rain drops.
we are through the rain,
the breeze dries us in no time,
Only to be drenched
again by the rain.
we reach home,
to a hot cup of tea
and cosily in the warmth of blankets.
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