09-06-2024, 04:32 AM
I know a cellphone poem when I see one.
I love this cellphone poem.
I love love walking biking buses and subways in cities.
Being homies with your bus driver is a good idea. This white
Guy dressed in all blue has been lurking at my favorite
Basketball court.
I'm not too familiar with odes but if it were me I'd try this
The wheels under my feet sink sand and tar.
I have to go far
Clunking junk my old bike sounds bad.
Endless blocks of sidewalk I walk if break down.
Sideways to straight cities planners irate.
Advice as a cyclist make sure your wheels nuts are tight because
Potholes make them loose.
I love this cellphone poem.
I love love walking biking buses and subways in cities.
Being homies with your bus driver is a good idea. This white
Guy dressed in all blue has been lurking at my favorite
Basketball court.
I'm not too familiar with odes but if it were me I'd try this
The wheels under my feet sink sand and tar.
I have to go far
Clunking junk my old bike sounds bad.
Endless blocks of sidewalk I walk if break down.
Sideways to straight cities planners irate.
Advice as a cyclist make sure your wheels nuts are tight because
Potholes make them loose.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx