Bohemian Rhapsody
When you’re trapped in traffic, at a crawl
And want to scream or curse or bawl,
The radio relief can bring
If there’s a song which you can sing.
My all-time favorite in the car,
From rock & roll’s deep reservoir,
To help my traffic-stress release
Is Queen’s amazing masterpiece.
I belt it out at fever pitch
And to falsetto I can switch.
The highway seems to melt away;
I’m underneath the lyrics’ sway.
And when I hear the ending phrase
I shake myself out of a daze
So grateful that this classic song
Has made my trip a tad less long.
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