Do youi race to win
Do you race to win?
Seems to me we really do.
Like the win when we compete.
Or do you want to be like me?
I’m never first, can’t you see.
I have three speeds that I go.
There’s stop, dead slow, now slow I go.
You see, I’ve had physios fiddle with me.
So added slow, so all can see.
Mind you, I’ve added a horn now.
Screwed it to my walking stick, somehow.
Now when I’m at my full speed slow.
I’ll sound it at those ahead going dead slow.
I won’t sound it at those who stop.
Or they might drop dead on that spot.
Not from my hooter, but from shock.
Of me going slow flat out, at that.
I know that last line did not rhyme Dragon, you fell asleep again. <
Copyright © STANLEY Harris | Year Posted 2016
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