This Nobody Walks In La
In a town where one’s car MUST IMPRESS
I am in a permanent state of undress
Without said car
I don’t go far
When I leave my lair
I walk everywhere
There are cats I greet
Even a human or two I meet
I have become fit
Bit by bit
My temper no longer frays
On L.A.’s “free”-ways
I am unlikely to injure or be injured
By drivers bothered and bewildered
Surely my mandatory health insurance account
Deserves a discount?
Copyright © Sharon Keely | Year Posted 2020
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