Lyric poem- Cars, Matt Steel.
In our cars we ride
Quicker than our foots stride
More gas, more gas,
We’re strapped for time!
Smiling wide for the ride
For the weather is gray and hot outside
Gliding home, where we reside
To sleep
To rest
So tomorrow we repeat
And slowly kill the rest
Smiling wide for the ride
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