Don Johnson Poet Ballad

Road Rager Gnome

Road Rager Gnome

There I was a going home,
4pm traffic going flowing,
driving me little Corolla, going,
when I saw this fool Road Rager ,

he seemed to lunge his car at me ,
and stop just short deliberately,
to try to cast some fear, in me,
just a bit of temper black,

I must have cut him off, perhaps,
His new Ford shining glass like wax,
He flew up the inside track,
And cut me off sharply,
 Whack,

I’d left the braking a little late,
My bumper bruised 2 doors his fate,
His fear now multiplying,
Me ole car was critisising,
 this silly flaming chap,

He roared amongst on-coming cars,
Put one on the footpath, shocked alas,
Flew down a side-street, so harassed,
His tyres had smoke arising,

So I kept on a driving home,
No bumper bent on me bloody own,
A lesson taught, the Rager Gnome, 
Don’t try it I’m advising.

Don Johnson

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Debbie Duncan April 12, 2013 at 7:09 PM Gnome title brought me in ;} road rage ;} nicely done, I love the move "A Gnome Named Gnorm (1990) " watch it on utube ;}

David Fisher March 25, 2013 at 5:39 PM Like the action in here. We're Corolla people too. I once had a guy get so pissed at me, he got out of his car(behind me) at a red light, to get me or something. I left him in the dust, and never new what his prob. was anyways.

Terry O'Leary March 25, 2013 at 3:36 AM Well done! (and not only the poem) Terry

David Williams March 25, 2013 at 2:49 AM Don in my job I see this every single day and I drive a corolla as well.....Dave