Nascar driver Date: Friday, 2nd March 2007 @ 07:15:35 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: randyjohnson I'm a Nascar driver and I'm one of the best. I always win and the losers are depressed. I always come in first on racing day. The other racers eat dust as I blow them away. Last week a driver cussed me out because he came in last. He's jealous of my car because it's really fast. I challenged him to a fight but he won. He put bruises on all of my body parts, even on my ***** and my buns. He was hitting, kicking, clawing and even biting. I'm excellent at racing cars but I suck at fighting. This poem is Copyright © randyjohnson Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=132292