Seat Belt
I've kept telling friend Elvis:
Belt secure across pelvis:
For chest that could hit the dashboard,
When crashes the car we board;
For the shocks from collision
That sometimes end Man's Mission;
Across his upper thigh fitted,
No fears of being outwitted;
Crash's worst forces withstanding
Their impacts not withstanding...
Seat belt for traveller's life
Achieves this without true strife;
Against jolts worse than a knife:
Traveller safe with his wife!
Yet,the wrongly adjusted
Had never safety boosted:
To still earn him"Cool Arrest"
Or a cop's glare,not the best.
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