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Pothole Lament
In the asphalt blanket, I lie concealed,
A puzzle piece lost, my fate revealed.
Bump and thud, the car's muffled cries,
A dance with danger as tires fly.
Cars glide by, oblivious and fleet,
While I cradle stories beneath their feet.
Each jolt a thunder, each shudder a sigh,
In chaos, I dream of the clouds passing by.
Cracked edges whisper of rains that once fell,
'Neath sun and the stars, there’s a tale to tell.
A secret in chaos, in pavement's embrace,
A pothole’s soft heart, in the car’s wild race.
Bumps in the Road
In summer's glow, the asphalt gleams,
But under puddles, danger teems.
I bounce and jolt, a vagrant stir,
As hidden chasms subtly blur.
The rain cascades, a thin disguise,
Reflecting clouds in sorrowed sighs.
Oh, wary tires tread with care,
For lurking traps lay everywhere.
A sudden dip, a splash, a thud,
I feel each jolt, each weary stud.
Yet through the storms, my journey's fate,
I roll and roam, embracing late.
A pothole’s tale, a car's lament,
In summer rains, my time is spent.
With every bump, a story told,
Of hidden dangers, brave and bold.
Echoes of Asphalt
In the night, shadows creep,
A smooth road's promise, a lullaby's sweep.
But lurking below, a monstrous maw,
A pothole's grin, defies the law.
With wheels that shudder, I brace for the fall,
Deep abyss of despair, I hear the call.
A car’s uneasy sigh echoes my dread,
Beneath the tires, danger ahead.
Rattle and roll, I navigate this strife,
Adventures of metal in the dance of life.
Yet, with grit and grace, I push on through,
For every dark pit gives rise to the new.
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