Cherry Cola

With you hand out the window,
sipping on Cherry Cola.
Man, I despise you.

Your beating on the dashboard,
flashing off your black tatoo,
Man, i idolize you.

There you are puffing away on your white king ciggarettes,
rolling down your window and spitting at the car beside you.

Im riding in a car,
with a canadian rockstar,

kiddo, do you want one puff?
do you want another sip?

Your 32 and wasted,
and i'm still trying to astound you.

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poem by elena Velinsky
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