One day Eagle
Harley
Indian
Yamaha
and Spyder
decided to have some fun. The sky was cloudy and the breeze was chilly, but they didn't care. They raced up and down mountains.
They swooped around curves.
They flew across valleys
They stopped to rest
at a desert water hole,
where they stuffed face, made a bunch of noise, and misbehaved in general,
before flying,
swooping
and racing home again.
The End.
Louise and Duane
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