A Dream Come True
A Poem
Yesterday I had a dream come true
Yes!
It is true
I was a strange child
Disneyland was never in my plans
I had a brain filled with full octane
And oil stains
I wanted to kick tires
And light fires
And yesterday that dream came true
And I’m glad I got to share it with you
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Comments (2)
Oooo, arson hehehehe. Loved your poem!
Interesting and delicious content. Keep posting more