I10
(huitain)
Twelve lanes of traffic on
I10.
Off to the races, I won’t
stop!
Don’t want to go this way
again.
Where is the lane? It
seemed to hop.
Praying nothing goes boom
or pop.
We drove hours through
barren land.
I have to go, hope I don’t
need a mop.
Thank You, I made it to
sisters as planned.
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