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I muse in the wee
morning;
Tanks to gas I am
drinking;
All kinds of thoughts
come to mind;
So for you I shall be
kind;
While my gears are roving
wild;
See not this picture
my child.
Big Mouth Women cha-cha-cha;
Open me doors from
afar;
Best of me taken from
range;
Strange behavior on
high wage;
Parked me ‘neath
woman’s tongue tree,
They rattled querulously;
Lawyers and doctors
alike;
Never again take a
bike.
A mini bus is too
small;
BMW rides all;
Black and white and
rainbows too;
So many things I can
do.
Don't deem what I say
is true!
Check the highway
flowing through;
Count and figure out
the flow;
Passing by you to and
fro;
Brand new BMW
Riding who: Boo, Sue
and Lou?
©Paterika Hengreaves
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