Buggy Ride

Whoa!
stop the wagon, bucko
I wanna get off
who invented this
ride goin' nowhere?

no difference 'tween me
and the coach I'm riding 
I'm no Cinderella 
and it ain't no pumpkin.
we're bumping along together 

think I'll crawl, stumble, walk
'stead of riding a passenger 
in that safe ol' buggy
anymore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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