Rrrrrrrrrr.....
Tires screeching....
Burning, turning, creating friction (feel the action).
Rrrrr...
Ow yeah,
Feels good, to drive fast.
Feels good, to drive faster.
Rrrrrrr...
Ow yeah,
Going fast.....
Police are behind me,
And a dog,
I just know what to do (just drive faster).
Road with snow, creating friction (how is it possible).
Police have given up, but the dog is a machine.
He is still chasing us.
Ow yeah,
It's a car chase,
It's a dog chase.
Our engine is hot as a mini sun.
Finally turned, and turned the dog into a hotdog!
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Chaos, Meaning and Poetry
PoetryIf you like weird, chaotic or deep poetry then this book is for you. You can find almost anything here, from Frying fish to Battlefields. Most of the poems are weird, hihi.
