A poem for Baby

Dear Baby (A.K.A. Baby Driver),

Below are your inner feelings, your inner dealings:

Fast cars, more scars,

Want it no more, want it no more

Another job, another pod,

Want it no more, want it no more!

Constant beats, never-ending streets,

Want it no more! want it no more!!

Always listening to sounds, always driving over mounds,

Want it no more, want it no more.

Desire no more street, desire just her heartbeat,

Want it no more, want it no more

Sincerely,

Kayla (A.K.A. Liulani)