DRIVERS LICENSE
 

SPEAKING ABOUT HARD KNOCKS
A NEW YORK DRIVER GETS HIS LICENSE FROM A CRACKER JACK BOX
HE JUST FINISHES THE CONTENTS
AND THE LAST PIECE HE WOULD EAT
THERE IS THE LICENSE WITH HIS PICTURE
IT IS COMPLETE
YES IT IS THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD
TILL WE HAVE SAFE DRIVING
IF NEW YORK IS YOUR ABODE

By marvin goldfarb

© 2009 marvin goldfarb (All rights reserved)

 

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