Forever existing
Forever running
Forever rushing around
What is this madness
I can't really feel it
It's driving me crazy
I feel crushed....
Yes! ...Once again I feel crushed!
Why all the speedy gonzales
Why the need for the great rush
Busy! Busy! Busy!
Rush! Rush! Rush!
Get me out of this rat race!
I need a slower pace
Whoops! I've done it again!
Caught up in battle
I need a great saddle
To speed out of this mess
Phew! That was a relief!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Good poem, too bad this site makes one read too fast to enjoy a work until it decides to flip the poem away. One must go back to search again. Badly formatted is all I can see. Read mine - O Dearest Love - Adeline