hitting the road (haiku)
arm out the window
my thoughts are already south
unroll these tires
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
arm out the window
my thoughts are already south
unroll these tires
Labels: haiku
1 comment:
love hitting the highway. you capture it well.
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