Rude Drivers -Spelling Edit
Some drivers really make me want to scream.
I’ll do some little thing that they don’t like.
They honk or give the finger. It’s so mean.
I’d like to yell at them to take a hike.
Of course I can’t say THAT. They’re in a car.
What makes them all such grouches anyway?
Are they upset to have to travel far
from home to work and then back home each day?
Sometimes I need to get into a lane
to take an exit. They won’t let me pass!
Why can’t they yield? They drive me so insane.
Sometimes it seems they give their car MORE gas.
Yes, they do it with deliberation!
I guess some people like to be unkind.
What’s the matter with consideration?
A driver that’s polite is hard to find.
I’ll see some poor guy make a little blunder.
I think – that could be me! It’s no big deal.
Then someone honks like they’re the God of Thunder.
They need to keep their cool behind that wheel.
I say this in my mind to those who honk
for no good reason: What is done is done!
A honk as “afterthought” is like a bonk
to someone’s head. I pray they’ve got no gun!
You see it on the news sometimes – road rage.
And sometimes people die because of that.
Be careful on the road. it’s hard to gauge
a person’s mental state. Don’t be a brat!
Jan. 1, 2022
for charles messina's King-Size Bull Crap Poetry Contest
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