Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

Red Lights

Look at all those obedient people
Stopping at every red light
In this day and age of overflow traffic
Not stopping could cause quite a fright

Unless you'd like some time in prison
I suggest you slam on the brakes
When you're approaching anything red
Especially a redhead on skates

The law clearly states maiming's illegal
Has been for many long years
So try really hard not hitting pedestrians
The penalty is usually severe

Look at all those obedient people
It's not like it once used to be
Running red lights was exciting sport
Like chasing young girls up a tree



© Jack Ellison 2013

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Manel Gunatillake May 14, 2013 at 2:47 AM You would have been a naughty rascal in your youth. Approaching a red head on skates What an Imagination. Lovely love manel Jack Ellison May 14, 2013 at 5:18 AM Thanks for visiting again, dear friend! Love, Naughty Jack xoxox

Donna Jones May 13, 2013 at 9:35 PM Up a tree? What good are they up there? Oh yes... girls used to wear skirts...haha...cute Jack.. Jack Ellison May 14, 2013 at 5:16 AM Bad Jack... GO TO YOUR ROOM!!! Ohhh those were the days! LOL Love ya! Big huggeroonies! xoxoxox

Toquyen Harrell May 13, 2013 at 8:08 PM Lol, only you would chase young girls up a tree, Jack. I have to admit sometimes I ran yellow light and it does become red 3/4 of the way. I am guilty :). Have been lucky -no ticket. Guess I shouldn't push my luck. So oh yeah, there are still a few of us out there ... Jack Ellison May 14, 2013 at 5:15 AM Everyone, and I mean everyone, no matter who they are, has been guilty of what you describe! They wouldn't be truthful if they said they didn't! Big hugs, Jack xoxox

Timothy Hicks May 13, 2013 at 12:36 PM As my family calls it "you're squeezing a lemon"... but in this case you're most likely "squeezing a cherry"... lol. It's amazing to think of how it was back then... no traffic lights (or really any rules for that matter). Cars just driving along with all the pedestrians and horse buggies alike. Chasing young girls up a tree? You're too funny my friend! Jack Ellison May 14, 2013 at 5:13 AM Of course, I don't remember the horse and buggy days but chasing young girls up a tree kinda rings a bell... it sure rang my bell! LOL

Carol Eastman May 13, 2013 at 9:12 AM In the frozen North... you have red heads on skates? This I've gotta see... Hey Dragon! Get over here... We've got a trip to take!... Scared you, didn't I... LOL... Just kidding. Jack Ellison May 13, 2013 at 9:35 AM Cathie and I would welcome you with open arms!!! I'll go out back and kill me a bear! Let my know when we can expect you... love and big hugs! xoxox

Russell Sivey May 13, 2013 at 7:47 AM Ha ha, I love that last line Jack, it's quite clever my friend, "Like chasing young girls up a tree" very funny my friend...did you ever do that? I have to admit, I never did that, I did however played tag with girls when I was in grammar school, ha ha! There were no stop lights there, anything went then...or so that's what the boys thought anyway! We always chased our crushes, ah puppy love! You should read my Melancholy Memory poem, it has to do with puppy love! What a great poem, Great Work!! Jack Ellison May 13, 2013 at 8:33 AM Chasing young girls up a tree was... and still is... one of those exciting things in life! LOL