Best Skidding Poems

Skidding behind a three-wheeler
Canterbury bells in my hair
And twisted whispers in the wind.
Chandelier tinkling glass in the evening
Wicked wonders in my eye
Adventure of the wild summer life
The lights and sounds of a world unbridled
Constant noise and blazing light.
Where have the wild gone
What this road’s children...

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the brakes went to hell 
after the runaway truck ramp
spun down the double line 
like mad dogs chasing bluebirds
screeching on Prof. Helix's blackboard
the last thing he said was
I hope I don't remember this
the first thing he said 
after the last thing he said was
gimme a...

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I run and play 
While you're away.

       Uh oh!...

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