The hubcap
On the wheel of the car
Driving by
Doesn’t care
How many times
It spins
How many
Revolutions
It doesn’t
Have a stomach
It won’t
Get sick
I originally wrote this as prose and then converted it to verse. Here is the prose version:
The hubcap on the wheel of the car driving by doesn’t care how many times it spins, how many revolutions. It doesn’t have a stomach. It won’t get sick.