My Friend The Chauffeur Poem by Jess Terry

My friend,
hes a chauffeur.

He drives his family around,
everyday.

He dosent like his new job,
hes not meant to be a chauffeur.

My friend,
hes a chauffeur.

Hes a driver for his family,
my friend the chauffeur

He hates his new job,
it makes him sleepy

my friend the chauffeur,
He dosent talk to me much anymore,

My friend the chauffeur,
I miss him.

My friend,
hes a chauffeur

My friend,
he is gone