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What a Bogus Dream?

Poetry By: thegreyghost009
Poetry


It's about a dream


Submitted:Mar 21, 2013    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Why are you in the front seat

of my vehicle driving it?

Why am I sitting in the backseat

when I should be riding co-pilot?

Why are you looking at

that open field with such a grin?

Why don't you take your foot

off of the gas pedal before something happens?

Uh,oh! How did you not just see

that pond up ahead, we're in?

How can you tell what to do

like I'm responsible for the flooded car?

How dare you make me walk to

find help for your wrong doing?

But why did I lend you

the keys anyway?





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