Never Had a Dream to Drive a Caddy
I've stopped adulterous...
Unemotional,
Needs to please my own heat.
And I've left behind,
A selfish mind...
Freed of deceits to bleed.
And I've been on my knees,
Without door keys..
To open any one for me.
And I was in disguise,
With a nose held high.
Thinking the weak were diseased.
And I've celebrated,
With fake faces...
Who were empty of any deed.
And I've made mistakes,
To have heartbreaks...
With bitter pity felt so deep.
But I've never had,
A dream...
To drive,
A 'Caddy'!
Not one dream did I ever have,
To drive....
A 'Caddy'!
Oh I've been on my knees,
Without door keys..
To open any one for me.
And I was in disguise,
With a nose held high.
Thinking the weak were diseased.
And I've celebrated,
With fake faces...
Who were empty of any deed.
But I've never had a dream...
To drive,
A 'Caddy'!
Not one dream did I ever have,
To drive....
A 'Caddy'!
NOTE:
A 'caddy' is a luxurious Amemican made car.
Formally called a Cadillac.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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