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Sittin' At a Green Light

I honked at an old woman sittin’ at a green light She was sittin’ at a green light, you see. After I honked a few more times She looked in her mirror at me. Just sittin’ at that green light, what was she thinkin’? But I guess that’s the elderly for you What shade of green was she waitin’ for? So I did what others would do. I was impatient, I was running thin ‘Bout the old woman who was sittin’ there The light just might turn yellow again Just go. Go anywhere! That old woman that was sittin’ at that green light Was a woman just like no other The only one who would sit to annoy me Who else could it be but my mother?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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