gas, brake, clutch.
let's put this baby into reverse
and then many we'll break the curse -
travel 'cross the country, learning and such.
drive, park, first.
i've reached for the dreams
but nothing's ever as it seems,
and as for me, i'm prepared for the worst.
it wouldn't do any good to say i wish i were far away,
would it?
2 comments:
So the first thing that popped into my head was, "Wow, you drive a standard? Sucks for you."
Then it was, "oh, I should probably actually read the poem."
1) Yay, it rhymes in a cool manner
but try not to get so hopeless about domestic things and driving. It won't do any good for you.
im down.
smooth rhymes
not cheesy.
works wicked well.
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