Tires Straight
On my 60" HD TV.
I saw a ragged child with a sunburst smile.
Wearing a patchy blue dress.
More dirt than fabric on it.
For fun, she was rolling a bent bike tire.
With a thin stick down a dog-eared road.
Somehow, she kept the ancient tire rolling straight.
She kept the tire on the straight.
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