Side-swiped
When hauling a load,
I rarely explode,
but I have to share a gripe.
Since you wouldn't yield,
I'm out in the field;
you ignored the double stripe.
Apology’s owed;
your eyes left the road
deciding which way to swipe.
I mean, what the heck,
your choice caused a wreck;
I sure hope that he’s your type!
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An Alouette that doesn't really fit either contest
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