In the Woods, In the Lot
There is the sweet sound of birds that sing
And then, there is the annoying cacophony
of horns, HON- keen!
The erratic incessant chirp and beep
of cars remotely locked
Makes for an eclectic electric symphony
Where birds are mocked
Can a Horny Yellow Wrangler
find a lonsome dove?
There is sadness
in the single Bronco
that knows no love
Oh, this is just all too *****
Another horn
Is sounding near...
In the woods, in the lot.
Copyright © Clay Robbins | Year Posted 2011
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