I Dont Know Change The Tire! Poem by Poetheart Morgan
I Dont Know Change The Tire!
I cry for some few reasons
when I don't have a chocolate cake
when they break my W&N kit paint
When i hear that familiar sound
Oh! just needed to rolling by the road
but
the blast holding my arms
shaking me and saying to me
you have to change the tire!
What? ? ?
AH! At this moment
hot tears
flowing out of me
not precious and fine
transparent and contained
so convenient
but together with hiccups
and convulsions
inconvenient
am i ~ thick ~ enough?
What did i wrong?
i will shake my butt
and the fingers too
to ask for a scarf
and a big man to do
Nothing more was broken
or in pieces by the road
not more tears just feeling
the song of my motor
Oh the joys of motoring along in this world. Sometimes we all get a flat tyre. Lovely write.
lovely poem.the road solicits every car but if flat tire allows.like the life we may have lots of flat tires but they can never stop us wonderful ~nb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 5:43:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice gud write praiseworthy