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The ROAD, ahead
can lead to a street that is end and dead
Ahead the ROAD that you travel
can turn from silky tary, smooth to rough cutting sharp, dangerous gravel
The ROADS, can be straight as an arrow and long
then a detour taken can steer you down a regrettable turn wrong
The ROADS, heavily with traffic traveled with rush rush hour daily commute
are nothing relaxing and smooth as- flute
But beeping dashing and flashing speeding and trying not to be bumping
the stress that the ROADS traveled in daily hour after hour stop and go rush and go daily California traffic stressfully does bring
The ROADS we travel, day and night
in California traffic and more traffic and it makes me stressed and sick, the every minute back and forth in and out fight and fight
By John d jungers
20th of January 2018
can lead to a street that is end and dead
Ahead the ROAD that you travel
can turn from silky tary, smooth to rough cutting sharp, dangerous gravel
The ROADS, can be straight as an arrow and long
then a detour taken can steer you down a regrettable turn wrong
The ROADS, heavily with traffic traveled with rush rush hour daily commute
are nothing relaxing and smooth as- flute
But beeping dashing and flashing speeding and trying not to be bumping
the stress that the ROADS traveled in daily hour after hour stop and go rush and go daily California traffic stressfully does bring
The ROADS we travel, day and night
in California traffic and more traffic and it makes me stressed and sick, the every minute back and forth in and out fight and fight
By John d jungers
20th of January 2018
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The ROAD
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