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Hello Mr. mustang, please don’t text while you drive
Unless of course you are ready to die
In that case please don’t do it here
When children and innocent people are near
For not everyone is prepared for their death
Driving down the road at night
A deer jumps out in a fright
I stared at Death in this guise
And saw They have big doe eyes
The deer kept left and I kept right
I took a breath; I was spared that night.
While you were sleeping, I slipped away. I was told to never trust a flatterer; unfortunately an enchanter is who came along
