The Third Wheel

Third Wheel

First it starts with just two wheels, 
one left, one right.
So close are these two wheels,
Both know how each other feels. 
Then comes the new wheel on the right, 
It wanting to fit oh so tight.
There are three wheels, within this scene,
On left, one right, one in between. 
On the right the new wheel screams 
Pick me! Pick me! Ill mend the seams!
While the left just sits and does wait,
For what it knows, to be its fate,
Its old friend,
So close and near,
Will be gone, with its tears.
The wheel starts to fill with fear, 
To lose its old friend,
So close, so near.
If you do understand,
Please lend a helping hand.
This wheel is lonely, 
Losing its friend,
Such a bond,
Can easily bend.
Yes, you know that's its about you,
Yes, this story is truer than true.
Now I have nothing else to do,
But hope I'm not a shoo.

Info

• Name: Alicia
• Age: 12
• State: CO
• Date:9/1/00
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