I think of you
Every single time
I drive through the traffic light
That’s by what was once
Nice and Easys
Granny calmly pointed out
Hun,
You ran the red light
To which you said,
I know.
Today the light was red
I drove right through
Nice and easy
My Revolution is Love!
I think of you
Every single time
I drive through the traffic light
That’s by what was once
Nice and Easys
Granny calmly pointed out
Hun,
You ran the red light
To which you said,
I know.
Today the light was red
I drove right through
Nice and easy
I an guessing this is humor and not confessional poetry. Either way, the poem is good.
That’s between me and my ancestors.. thank you 🙂
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