Gas Prices!

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Gas prices are high never are they low 

Yet we continue to drive as our anger starts to grow.

We can't stay still, yes we're steady on the go.

They say what's the deal our government must go.

If  I could change one thing, just one thing in the world 

It wouldn't be the government, but  the architects though.

In my time of living through life

I've come to realize flying cars would be nice.

No gas to deal with no grass to see

Only from the overview could you see beneath.

Architects should stop thinking Gas, Gas, Gas 

And start thinking future as we're flying past.

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