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The Egress of Access

Sitting in the middle of the road Surrounded by the cyclone of traffic Whirring in opposite directions Windows closed, eyes front, minions Mindful of the presence of one Misguided middle of the roader Unable to understand the Urgency of either side John G. Lawless ©12/17/2021

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Brandy Nicole

Date: 12/22/2021 7:52:00 PM

Smile. They are everywhere. Middle of the road drivers. We (those obeying rules of the road) are always trying to get around them. This is cute and clever and so true. :) Brandy

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 12/20/2021 6:50:00 AM

I like this. A lot. x

John Lawless
Date: 12/20/2021 1:09:00 PM

Thanks for the visit Mo, I figured this would tickle your fancy....