Driven Distribution Danger-
I've driven the fractured broken miles;
Passing by a many of distant smiles;
Running over divert sewers smells biles;
Children playing in the streets watch child;
I'll be in discuss his struck by a truck while,
Diddle-dattilling daring feeling immortal;
Like an armed enforcer battle soldiers;
The citizens are more sinful, hurtful;
Automotive conjunctions lurks forth full;
Traveling hits and runs where's the closure;
10/14/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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