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Rear Ending
Driving in the slow lane... Out of harms way How can this story Turn to decay? First, he comes an inch to my rear Thinking my speed will increase, rapidly I maintain my limit, I follow the rules So he shifts to the left, to the lane of fools He drives right on past me Out his window I did see He throws up a finger By this, I am displeased I tried to let it go, hold I could not The heat of my rage, grew boiling hot So I followed the fool into mischief, I did Hoping to spook him, god forbid As I got to my turn upfront I did see A small little car showed him my courtesy Now I was him, to his rear at an inch About to crash into his small little winch I continued to follow, to see where he rest I was hoping to get out, stomp him like a pest He turned to the left but, forgot his blinker By this, I was sure, he just took a tinker He paved me a path, to my normal route The the land of the great Walbridge avenue Over the bumps and through the 'Woods' The pest had landed, right under my hooves I went to my mailbox, saw the monsters lair I looked at his vehicle, gave it a stare So I took out my mail, then wrote on my paper "Oh, 'JKMURPHY', we'll have some fun later"
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