Body Count
A man in an HOV lane
Was driving in desert terrain.
A trooper passed by
And he asked the man why
When the HOV sign was so plain.
For restrictions require that two
Must be in the car subject to view
But the driver just said
Of his passenger, dead,
“I assumed that he counted. Who knew?”
See, the man drove an occupied hearse
Yet the rules, listing chapter and verse,
Don’t say occupants must
Not have bitten the dust,
Though a corpse at the wheel would be worse!
written 7/3/19
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2019
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