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Randy's Road Rage

After miles of construction delays,
Randy's car was running warm.
Getting off at next exit anyways,
He ignored the teenager's swarm.
But then they played "Tag; You're It",
And dented Randy's brand new bumper,
You might say Randy pitched a fit;
His heart sounded like the rabbit Thumper.
Randy suffered his stroke on the interstate;
The teens did not his swerve anticipate!
Doctors saved Randy's life:
The teenager's all were lost.
They thought they'd go on a joy ride,
Never expecting what it cost!
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Poetry.com 4.4 out of 5 based on 7 votes.
Novlette Passley 13 days ago
great
Ajantha Selvarajan More than 1 year ago
nice poem
Tavaris Micthell More than 1 year ago
love it
kenyammiller@yahoo.com kenyammiller@yahoo.com More than 1 year ago
very well expressed i like it
Rachel More than 1 year ago
Vivid. That is your style. Keep it; it works.
Mary Howard Nethery More than 1 year ago
nice , I think it is good for all ages
RAHEIMI kINSEY More than 1 year ago
Good work I like ot
Gray Matter More than 1 year ago
thanks for sharing
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