WinnebagoA Poem by Andromedahahah goofing off!Wesley Wagoner drove an old Winnebago That his father had given him on the day He’d turned Sixteen. Wesley Wagoner drove it every day to his work At the corner computer store, And drove it every night In his Dreams. Wesley Wagoner crashed his car into a tree one night, And in his dreams, broke it all to smithereens. He woke up that morning And sold the store.
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