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When You Say “Jesus, Take The Wheel”, Consider The Consequences

So I invented a nifty new thing

That’s a circular mobility aid.

I call it a “wheel”, and if we’re for real

It’s the best thing anyone’s ever made.

As I was showing it off today

This dude with a halo came by

And just picked it up, put his blood in a cup,

And vamoosed. Now I’m stuck asking why.

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Dreams and Wheel-ality

Sometimes I feel

Like part of a wheel,

Like one of the spokes so to speak.

That’s how you know’m a

Guy in a coma

And I haven’t woken for weeks.

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