CENTRAL AVE.
I don’t know where you are going
It doesn’t matter to me
What I see, is great impatience
In these post-pandemic streets
Riding my tail just like Wile E.,
Sniffing around like a hound
What we really don’t need is more cowbell
(That’s how your silly horn sounds)
Raging, like 'roids were your breakfast
Ignoring speed limit signs
Racing from red light to red light
Thinking you left us behind
Exactly what is your hurry?
Wouldn't it be best if we
All arrived where we are headed
Safely, and all in one piece?
Sorry you see me, a stranger
As your new enemy
Sorry my pace so annoys you
As you fly past, angrily
I'll just keep hugging this right lane
I see you've tried them all out
Hooray!
It seems, someone else saw you
As you were weaving about
We meet again, as I pass you
This time, you're at a full stop
Searching for your registration
That guy you sped by, was a cop
How much time have you saved, now?
My, how the tables have turned!
Idling there on the side of the road
Contemplating the laws you have spurned
We'll get to our "there" before you
Perhaps the ticket you've earned
Will slow you a bit
It would be a big switch
From the amount of rubber you've burned
Maybe it will end your predilection
To aim, as opposed to steer
Use your auto as some kind of weapon
Other drivers are supposed to fear
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