This is part of my new (and open to everyone) challenge "Rhyming Diary":
https://steemit.com/poetry/@okramer/the-rhyming-diary-challenge
January 11
everyone here goes by car
even when it's not that far
while pollution is increased
their asses become chubby and obese
All this driving makes me sick
and I won't be a part of it
with my flashlight and my pole
I did a little favor to my soul
Since this village has no hoods
I walked an hour through the woods
It was a dark and windy night
but finally my heart shone bright
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