𝖀pon my scoot to ride. Let your thighs exposed to the wind and air. And send it coursing through hair. Find a peaceful sunny place. And let it 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 upon your face. Keep the clouds and rain at bay. And keep dry throughout the day. Watch over you who i have ride it. Keep the wheels upon the ground. So return here safe and sound. But should disaster be fate. Guide through to Heaven gate must join fallen brethren. And show this biker the way to biker 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷 be. Thus, i'll drive you crazy, baby. 🜸
