Just A Rhyme (reedit(

She had fast feet
Chasing a cellphone clone
Across the street
She was here, she was gone

Repeat

Like Mercury Fleet
With a zebra telephone
Mocking the elite

Backbeat



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-03-20 at 07:50

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2015-03-20