Denis Kucharski

Rookie (November 17,1976 / Medina, Ohio)

Gas Prices - Poem by Denis Kucharski

We'll never have an electric car...
We went to the moon
Walked in space
Cured polio
And decrypted our DNA
But gas was too intoxicating
And we've been getting drunk
For 100 years
We should colonize the moon
And drill for oil
Perhaps that would be easier
Than merely making an electric car
Oh well, gotta go
Time to vote
For Bush III!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 3, 2008



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