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granny driving
The Awful Poet
Swerved to the left drifting to the right
Her head popping above the dashboard like a turtle
White hair glistens with over-sized shades, she owns the road without purpose.
Bygone era befuddled with gas and steel,Victorian in nature and elegant decorum.
Somewhere in Florida our elderly roam.
Grannies and Grandpas on a jaunt, reckless symphony's behind the wheel. Pass without anger and contempt we will be next.
I peddle faster and pursue her dignity.
Passing on the right, thanking her for the cookies. Bye,bye Grandma.
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