I know you,
Your car smells like pine
And you've taken me to college
In the morning time.You know me
Though it's a short drive,
That I also play football and work
A lot more than nine till five.Thank you
For telling me what you told me.
I promise I'll try harder
To put on my shoes before ringing the taxi.So, Mr Taxi Driver,
Next time I see your licence,
I'll repeat back to you:
'Planning and Preparation Prevents Piss Poor Performance'And then maybe
My world will have changed
It's a long shot, I know,
But being me is driving me deranged.
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PoetryJust a bunch of words that mean something to everybody and everything to somebody.