PotholesA Poem by Aries1984What life is like walking down the streets of Seattle. Maybe some people can relate to this.I grew up with you all around me
You are a part of my childhood Memories of jumping into your puddles Were times well spent here in Greenwood. You represent a city with the worst roads But hey! That's okay, it's not like it affects me It's not like I never tripped over you Or accidentally ride over you, pain shocking my knee. Some of you are so big That you can see beautiful reflections in you But I have to put my life on the line To avoid your puddles, walking right through. Here in Seattle you claim whole dynasties There are roads which are like your kingdoms The only good thing about is when, A*****e drivers become your victims. When a car is about to drive over you I have to lower my umbrella to the side Just to avoid getting sprayed on my way to work I'm not your damn mud bride! I thought that we had a mutual agreement That you'd go after the a*****e drivers Instead of attacking me with muddy water Why don't you go damage their tires? I thought you said that you'll stay away from the sidewalks Oh wait we don't have those here So I'm forced to walk on the shoulder While trying to steer clear. Of you and the traffic You were only fun when I was little To jump into making big splashes Now you're just plain evil. WSDOT says to report your cracked a*s So that's what I'm about to do Your no longer doing your job busting idiot drivers hubcaps off tires Time to call in the road construction crew. © 2015 Aries1984 |
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