Good Old Days Poem by Matt Fleming

Good Old Days



The good old days
When you could get a full tank of gas
With just five dollars
Back when coke was a drink
And a joint was a joint in your body
Back when a pickup line
Was where you get your food
Back in the good old days
I miss back then

Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: old,food
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success