Waving By-Bye

He clipped another one out of the news The head on collision of Mr. Bob Hughes Tacking it to his wall, he laughed to himself Those trusting fools, he’d so kindly “helped” He never thought he would like his work But being a garbage man sure had its perks! When stopped on a curve or on top of a hill He waved people on, instantly thrilled If another car was coming from the opposite direction They made the most beautiful metal-to-metal connections And the best part about it, was that if they survived, They had no memory of him waving them by! His wall’s almost full of people like Bob Trying to get home, or on to their jobs So don’t let his uniform fool your eyes Just ask yourself this before you pass by - Is the smiling man on the garbage truck Helping me out, or setting me up? If you just wait, seconds, minutes, to go, Instead of trusting someone you don’t even know You’ll have a better chance of staying alive And not ending up on the wall of foolish drivers, Where he especially loves pictures of smashed up cars, To post above his articles, like golden stars 9/28/11