Roadtrip
Ah, the 4th of July approaches and I'm beckoned home.
Home. Home is where the art is.
In honor of my roadtrip I present you an epic poem:
Driving to Danville
§ § §
Anderson
Houses
Stoplight
Empty factory, empty factory, empty factory
Highway
Corn
Corn, corn, corn
Corn
Stoplight
Corn, corn, soybeans, corn
Pickup truck
Corn, corn, corn
Illinois state line
Higher taxes. Worse roads.
Corn, corn, corn
Danville
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(I have many more gems like this buried in notebooks and scraps of paper. People are always wondering what I'm scribbling. You just wait.)
posted by Tim Nardoni at 11:25 AM
6 Comments:
Hey Tim, my Sister lives in Danville, so I've made that trip a few times, though never thought to compose an epic about it. Sounds about right, though.
Nice scribblin'!
1:36 PM
Bravo! (Wiping tears from my eyes...)
2:45 PM
I'd be interested in the follow-up epic, Driving to Anderson. But something tells me it would be eerily similar to Driving to Danville -- only in reverse.
4:03 PM
I think you forgot:
...combine...
in there somewhere.
9:28 AM
True, Chad, but if you put them together, back-to-back....you'd have a palindrome epic!!! The sheer genius of it boggles me.
11:22 AM
It would be hard on the transmission, as well.
3:39 PM
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