Warning Bells
You liked my bell bottom jeans,
said they made me look like John Denver.
I grinned, but then the little car
took a bend too fast,
I had to fight the wheel
to stay on the road.
Later when Denver flew his plane
into sudden death
I threw the dumb pants away.
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