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Road accident

Some holidaying Kissinger And once intact passenger Pays the miserable penalty Of a crushed casualty, The vehicle's life - snatching somersault Not but any stretch his fault The crucified, mangled car One which had licked a distant real far. The event after Kissinger's justified fears of driver's flirtatious romances with the gear And the satanic speed It does feed. Now, it's a shattered windscreen Through which nothing ever would be seen The journey choosing a new direction to hospital With impatient mortuary: The quickest employment of the digital Affirming life's being a sanctuary. Not at all free, our Road Accidents For we had the fares paid before the incident Man it keeps worrying About the safety of Traffic Rules; I myself, stop hurrying The very minute drive start acting ' fool '.

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