My Coupe
Drove for miles to discover my self
From swerving in tight corners
To full speed on freeways,
A red coupé with dynamic design
From it's aerodynamics to all it's features,
GPS system like omniscience:
So I never get lost!
To its auto-drive: the super will to continue
Trunk so big for those massive loads
From allegorical to conceptual:
I gotta hide the arts!
Its a long distances, filling fuel:
That sacred fluid moving in me,
Igniting the engine: my mind!
From Albert's house to Blavatsky's,
I see the A and B, but I'm taking a U turn
To the cross roads: I know I've been gone-
for a while but my madam patient!
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