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My Drive

I pulled out of the driveway And someone almost backed into me I put the car in drive to continue And a black cat ran across the street So, I kept onto the freeway Hoping to get some relief But, if you aren't already on there.... You have no ticket to merge onto the street I finally made it on the main road Where other drivers’ were yelling at me I guess if you do not go 105 You are not allowed to be there to drive So, I continued onto Wally World Just to get a thing or two But finding a parking spot.... Was the impossible thing to do People do not like to give up their places Even if they are through That is their space so they take their time Although they see me waiting in line I decided just to forget it and go home I really have everything I need Besides, I have some cupcakes What a perfect pair indeed! Holly P. Moore November 2012 "Smile You're on Candid Camera" Contest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/29/2012 8:42:00 PM
Holly, how are you?? and now lets talk about that drive. wow..if it is not one thing it is another. Driving is like real live. Everyone wants to pass you up, and play chicken.. and take up all space, ..it is like you said, home sweet home... enjoyed your poem, always~ PD
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Date: 9/28/2012 8:29:00 PM
This reads like it's almost a true story. :o)
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