Whoosh!A Poem by Harley (arbiter)
woo its sunday!
sprint cup raceday hear the engines getting loud V8's roaring proud as the cars go by boy look at 'em fly theyre going whoosh whoosh whoosh whooshwhooshwhoosh they cross the finish line the white flag drops only one more time they aint calling no stops the cars go whoosh whoosh whoosh whooshwhooshwhoosh speeds over one-ninety-eight going down the back-straight coming into turn three then outta turn four whos it gonne be as the pedals hit the floor © 2012 Harley (arbiter)Author's Note
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Added on October 17, 2012 Last Updated on October 19, 2012 AuthorHarley (arbiter)the age of classic rock , ARAboutI am different. I am the unforgiven. I was born october 1997. I just write because I want to express my feelings in more ways than music and art. I'm just a guy trying to get out of the rain and sur.. more..Writing
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