Category : Poems

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Sometimes....
we drive along,
bumpy roads. 

Between forests, 
and
little villages.

Laughing.... 
singing.... 
are exhaust valves.

Occassionaly.... 
we notice, 
nice landscapes,
sometimes disturbed, 
by oncoming traffic.

Little rabbits try also, 
to cross,
the dangereous road. 
Followed.... by.... 
a lovely proud deer. 

Be alert! 

It's possible that, 
YOUR car, 
come to a standstill! 

Maybe.... 
you need....... gazoline?