Cars Cars Cars

February 25, 2010
We drive fast
We honk our horns
We drive slow
Just a little gas
And we would go

Vroom Vroom Vroom
Can’t you see?
I must leave
The boy I like
Is too close here

I’m sorry Friend
I nearly backed into you
In my haste to escape
Confrontation
Thy sworn enemy

See, my other friend
She laughs a delighted laugh
To see my face
Turn the brightest red
Oh dear oh dear!

My troubles are few
But when I truly like a boy…
Oh the terrible size
It's painful enormity!
Of Confrontation





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Milo! said...
Mar. 12, 2010 at 5:56 am
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
 
therandomizer replied...
Mar. 12, 2010 at 9:39 pm
Thanks! I appreciate it!
 
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