Matt Fleming Poems

There are two flags in a frame
The wooden frame surrounded by white
They seem to fly high in the sky
Up high in the sky you see the words
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A little person inside their mother
You think they will behave
When they exit they are a bother
It makes you want a cave
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Out in my daddy's car
With my girl to the right
Up ahead a car was stalled
The engine was dead
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The good old days
When you could get a full tank of gas
With just five dollars
Back when coke was a drink
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It was a normal day
Coming home from basketball
Get home to supper
Talking to the family
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