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An Uber Ride

the Uber driver
said, you have
a choice
between Beethoven
and beat boxing

I said, you have
a choice
between freestyling
and a free ride

we both laughed

I covered my mouth
with my hands
and let the spit fly

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Review Request Direction: How was my language use?
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Region, Country: Maryland, USA

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IRiz

IRiz

7 years 1 month ago

interesting read, pretty

interesting read, pretty visual
i wonder what was his choice and whether you spit inside the car or out of the window
i am sorry if my questions seems out of place
i like the poem and its after-taste

gregwa8

gregwa8

7 years 1 month ago

hi iriz! thanks for your read

hi iriz! thanks for your read and comments. the spitting in the poem is what is produced by his beat boxing. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pg1qLJ_6-LE. it can be messy, lol. "freestyling" is rapping over a beat, on the fly. making it up as you go. the implication is that the passenger beat boxed and the driver rapped a freestyle (instead of giving a free ride). hope the explanation helps!
greg