Mediocre Poems

December 6

You've slowed down my tracks

Made ways to pump these breaks

All shoes wear snug, using Nike's

Pumping breaks when the light change

Had to put an end to the speed

Can't be caught with a slip, too soon to pay the fees

This crap seems hard, too many rules to govern

These bills to pay and stubs don't show enough

Accelerater, accelerate

Shifting, swifting and swiping gears

Head bumps to the throttle, front end raises up

Ready to gobble lunch, ready for turks to call the fuzz

Running in your rear end, foul play

It's not fair, but when was life?

Expectancy are expectations as to illustrations are drawings in a notebook

Drivers honk their pathetic horns, I'm in the zone

Automatic is amazing while changing gears

I feel alive in the streets

I'm on green, gotta make your head spin like TaleSpin

Accelerater, accelerate for me