It's Not Flying Poem by Frank Bana
It's Not Flying
it's not flying that makes me feel sick
it's the bus driver in the morning
he's a crazy young man
drives like he was making hot-blooded love
we always make the train
just in time
Thursday, April 26, 2007
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5/3/2024 10:24:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
cheeky poem this is frank.