Reckless Driver
The speed limit in this state on highways is sixty-five.
However, you drive like the most reckless man alive.
Probably the reason for this is merely the thrills.
You are old enough to know that excess speed kills.
Why is it you always seem in a hurry to go anywhere?
You should leave earlier, and give yourself time to spare.
Do you realize the police plant speed traps everywhere?
Speeding violations are costly. Do you not care?
Tickets not only result in high insurance premium rates.
Many times, drivers may encounter egregious fates.
Sit behind the wheel and use sense is what I will say.
Drive carefully, and live to see another day.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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