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SLIPPING AND A SLIDINGOne inch of snow Off to the movies we go Advice to the snowbirds Stomping on the gas is absurd You just tend to slide sideways From your tires smoke and haze Put it in low gear The less pressure is best my dear You ain't going anywhere in place But over an embankment in disgrace Seventy miles on ice up a hill Might make to the top but in for a thrill See, even with four wheel drive you have to stop Sliding in a ditch you land on top I say skip the movie watch TV Trying to get around you clowns no thrill for me The tiniest incline they abandon their ride you see I see this dude going straight up What goes unsteady up comes down yup Mama in a ditch be late for sup--! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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