90 to 100 has been the summer average
90 to 100 he’s on a big binge
80 it’s better with a soft rain
80 you even get your own lane
70 will feel a whole lot better
70 I’ll go inside and get her
50 to 60 are much cooler
50 to 60 you’re not a fueler
30 to 40 it’s almost winter
30 to 40 you’re still a sprinter
10 to 20 and you’re freezin’
10 to 20 you got the keys in?
Zero means there’s no more fall
Zero means no speed at all
What are we?
(The weather and driving speed)
c aaron
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Author:
pldabbs (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A tough(?) guessing game. Most will get it the first time through.
- Category: Fantasy
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