Best Drunk Driving Poems
Ddd (Drunk Driving Day)smoke
drink
don't think
woosh
cruise
keep drinking booze
blurry light flash
bash
crash
sober
no more hangover
went to far over
could i live
live infecting innocent lives
washing away hopes and dreams
how can i be looked up to
how can i be a father
knowing i killed my own daughter
car wreckes are the #1 cause of deaths
25% of those...
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Constance La France
Wrongfully wheel with wanton wills which wastefully works
By Author
In the aftermath of his tragic fate
When adding two plus two is too late
I don't understand drunk drivers
Why risk it all and leave survivors
Now he's resting at a funeral...
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drunk driving, addiction, drink, eulogy, fate,
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Rhyme
CrashWhen you drink and drive,
Your Accountability
Is gone. Here and now....
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drunk driving, car, drink,
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Haiku
Dump the DrunkSlam goes the door he is home
Kaplunk he sinks on sofa alone
Drunk driving again no doubt hiccup so loud
Dinner is ready I churp how was your day at work?
Awful they’re oozing my very life outta me
It’s their fault I need a gulp to get relief
Won’t...
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drunk driving, change,
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The Tears of Mother RoseSirens, sirens, that is all I hear
why, oh why, did you have to drink the beer?
Don't you know that drinking and driving kills?
you have stayed out of the stills.
Can you hear the cry?
Those are the survivors of those that die.
Shattered glass, the sound of crushed...
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drunk driving, addiction, death, drink, grief,
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Rhyme
Au RevoirI saw her standing by the door
after school waiting for her ride
I waved and said
“Au revoir” as I passed by
It was all I had time for
on my way to French Club
I was always in a rush then
considering my future
what more I could do to stand...
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drunk driving, 9th grade, best friend,
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Free verse
Grandma's PrayersChems ponders his need for a taste; none of his regular pick-uppers are afoot.
He really wants his fifth, and he knows he is not supposed to drive, but….
Who will know? It is only a few miles to the liquor store.
You are not that drunk, he...
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drunk driving, abuse,
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Free verse