That Son Poem by carl berl

That Son



When I make a decision it is important to me

she drives me crazy
she drives me well
up the wall she drives me to hell
darling put on the breaks
turn the radio down
i need to speak
finding the words somehow
i always wanted
just you and me
but your driving your driving
has made me crazy, ,
Take the wheel Steer me Right
Make it last all through the night.

Thursday, October 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: hello
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