Kitty-Cornered Jaguar
She came tearing through the parking lot
Finally she brought the car to a stop
From fore to aft I count three lines crossed
What worries me more is how near are the people
Finally she brought the car to a stop
The "other two" tires again touched the ground
What worries me more is how near are the people
She doesn't touch street drugs, unless you count her adrenaline
The "other two" tires again touched the ground
The proprietor of the establishment came out and she said
She doesn't touch street drugs, unless you count her adrenaline
Try to be calm he said rolling his eyes, take to the stage to find your natural high.
The proprietor of the establishment came out and she said
From fore to aft, I count three lines crossed
Try to be calm he said rolling his eyes, take to the stage to find your natural high.
She came tearing through the parking lot.
Copyright © Jolene Cheyney | Year Posted 2016
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