put shit away like you said I should
sun to the west, setting in the hills
hitting the road on just two wheels
wind in my hair and that feels great
enjoying my life before it's too late
you and me, that's all I need
thoughts race faster than our speed
no longer will I hesitate
drawing to this inside straight
a royal flush here in my hand
right here where I make my stand
I've left the rain this time for good
put shit away like you said I should
sun to the west, setting in the hills
hitting the road on just to wheels
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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