I’ll bet that you will never see
A follower of rules like me.
While others speed as lights turn red,
I’ll brake and sit and wait instead.
I will not sample grape or gummy;
Only paid food hits my tummy.
Never will I cut a line;
Like all wusses, I’ve no spine.
Chutzpah is a trait I lack;
Nervousness is more my knack.
Rules are made for fools like me,
A modern-day anomaly.