'Nowhere' Poem by Linda Winchell

I live in a town called nowhere
where there are only nowhere streets and lanes.
There are nowhere people living there
all having their nowhere names.

They work at nowhere going jobs
making nowhere amounts of pay.
They get up and drive nowhere at all
each and every nowhere kind of day.

They have two point five nowhere children
who play in their nowhere yards.
Their nowhere parents drive them to nowhere schools
in big black nowhere vans and cars.

If you want to move to nowhere
you have to be going nowhere you see.
And not want to be of any use at all
In the town of nowhere, never to be.