Ninety-Eight Jeep Cherokee… My Wolverine

Ninety-Eight Jeep Cherokee… My Wolverine A high-caliber bullet, A jade butterfly, And a big key Dangle around a mirror. Years ago There was A boy in the backseat Playing his boombox. With your mighty treads The boy crawls Over steep hills and Through deep floods, And your weathered screen Deflects wind snaps, Shakes off heavyContinue reading “Ninety-Eight Jeep Cherokee… My Wolverine”

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