Saturday Night Poem by Reed Dietiker

Saturday Night

Rating: 5.0


Another Saturday night sitting in the wind
Running so slow dont know where to begin
This night goes with out a grin
Walking alone no where to go
Usually Id be sittin with a bro

Gone crazy with words of woah
Lay on the coach watch tv
Anybody would be happy not to be me
Stuck in this house like I cant be freed

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