Confessions of a Driving Instructor
Confessions of a Driving Instructor - yes I was one in a previous life and this is just a bit of fun!
I get paid to sit down all day
It must be the easiest job you say
But far too many blind spot checks
Leave me with a wonky neck
Each time that you crunch the gear
My body tenses up with fear
To round a corner turn the wheel
My nerves are surely made from steel
When I say left and you turn right
I think that you are not so bright
I glad I have my dual control brake
Without this lives would be at stake
Please don’t stall at traffic lights
I’m sure you do it just to spite
On hill starts you always roll back
I wish that you would get the knack
And when too hard you press the brake
I know whip lash is going to ache
I know you’re nervous and you sweat
You always leave my car seat wet
While you drive around in glee
I really need to have a pee
When its time to sit your test
I cross my fingers, hope for the best
If on the day you deem to fail
Please try not to cry and wail
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