The Long Black Ribbon
“Do we have to go?”
The long black ribbon,
With painted white lines,
Cars and trucks driven,
A constant caravan.
“How much longer?”
The long black ribbon,
Could be longest route,
With unforgiving,
Road noise and kid’s gripes.
“Are we there yet?”
The long black ribbon,
Bids the fastest time,
Infamous villain,
For front windshield grime.
“I’m gonna throw up!”
The long black ribbon,
Super road of the day,
Police are hidden,
In most clever ways.
“I’ve gotta go potty!”
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Copyright © David Moore | Year Posted 2022
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