Driving Home Poem by I.V 94s

Driving Home



I was driving
home
Well, I didn't
I don't have
the license

But I saw birds
in the sky
and water
in the ocean

The ferrymen
was sad
I don't wonder
why

Then I got home
my white house
was looking
good

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