We Can Not Take It Anymore

This crazy zoo
It makes us blue

To at least hike
Up the turnpike!

Same thing to eat
Needs to be beat!

What to do is pace
Mind is stuck in "race"

And the other thing is sleep?
About enough to make me weep!

How we want to find the wild
Stop being treated like a child!

Yesterday we all broke free
Whoppy-doo and diddly-dee!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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February 11, 2011 at 1:09 PM
Thanks for your comment, Joshua. We do seem to be stuck in a rat race -- each day just like the one before it. Same food, same mundane existince. I'd like to resurrect the "wild child" in me! Enjoyed your poem. Love, Carolyn
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