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Drunk Driving

Did you think it couldn't happen?

Did you think it wasn't real?

You thought of only fun and games

as you got behind the wheel.

You knew it was stupid;

You didn't stop to think.

You got into the car that night,

You'd had to much to drink.

You didn't even see the tree;

You were going much too fast.

You drew in a sharp breath,

a breath that would be your last.

Three precious lives were lost that night.

You weren't the first to die,

and you definately aren't the last.

We think about you lovingly,

as each day passes by.

This poem is a warning

to each and every one.

The results of drunk driving

can never be undone!

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