Blue Haired Drivers
Why must you be in front of me going only 25?
I swear I'm going crazy are you even still alive?
Why must you creep and crawl while driving on the road?
I feel my blood pressure rising I think I'm about to explode.
I've been stuck behind you for more than 20 miles now.
That I've lasted this long I have begun to ask myself how.
You've had your blinker on for miles now and yet you're still not turning.
Here inside my car I have one special question burning..
Oh my dear blue haired driver why do you drive at all?
It seems to me you'd get there quicker if you'd just get out and crawl!!
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