Ford Poem by Lamar Cole
Ford
He woke up and cried oh Lord.
He dreamed that they had stopped making Fords.
That it was just a dream was such good luck.
Because today was the day that he was buying his new Ford truck.
He went to the Ford Dealer in such a rush.
So happy that the Ford brand had not been toilet flushed.
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,people,truck
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