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I don't like them (i don't think i hate them yet though)Well i tell you Cars pollute too much air Buses are great Travel sick tablets are useless I feel helpless Especially if i am bursting or need to puke somewhere It don't matter though, cars are only great to look out of open windows for air The air is so cool I love it when it blows hard on my face, it makes me feel cool Makes me look damn silly or at times i cool Well yeah i look like i am half frozen to death i can say Well i don't like to drive them as i cannot until there will come a day When i am free from seizures so i don't black out When i am driving about I don't wanna lose controll I just don't like them coz i don't, i could have driven before Yes before my seizures came back i was 17 a year before then i could have already got a licence to kill Some are so bad i wished they wouldn't get such a thrill A thrill to want to drive so hard I am glad they get bard Well i am giving away I tell you now i aint a loser Or a poser I don't like cars because i don't, but i don't hate them so i could tolerate A guy with a car, it wouldn't be great They become such a trend That they are everywhere from my oldest to my youngest friend Honestly never let me find its still a trend If i ever live to be ninety five I don't know you know driving could get so seriously dangerously bad nobody would be alive Well whatever Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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