Backing up

Hop in my car

I’m ready to go.

Heading out

no time for slow.


Seat belt on?


CD in?

You bet.

Gotta back out

so I step on the gas slightly

and… and.. . and…

I don’t move at all, see.


A little more gas, hon.

The pedal?

Yes, I’m pushing the right one.

The car revs

it sounds kinda mad

or tough

or maybe just sad.

Oops –

boy do I feel silly.

Before I go

I hafta take the car outta P!

© 2013 ck’s days


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