Lincoln highway

Lincoln highway

A Poem by purple-aftermath

I’m going to a place I’ve never been,
gonna make out like bandits.
I took a picture in the twilight,
just to find a map for you.

Here we are in Kentucky,
finding where Lincoln called home.
Up next is Illinois,
on a road called Lincoln highway.

Took a penny and I left it there,
who knows,
I might run for congress.
But, in the back of my mind,
I’m going to Illinois on the Lincoln highway. 

© 2020 purple-aftermath

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This is a lot of fun. Flippant and whimsical- the best kind of road trip poetry. Well done.

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Added on June 30, 2020
Last Updated on June 30, 2020