I am going on the road again, playing the radio without a care...

All of a sudden someone cuts me off and slows down, "How dare *#.!*!"

Then the light turns red, the car in front just speeds up and back smoke fills my eyes.

I jam on the breaks and the lady in back of me hits my bumper; should I be surprised?

She gets out of her truck and says a few choice words and inspects her front lights.

I stayed in my car because I was not worried about my old bumper or who was wrong or right.

I was just glad it was just a tap on the rear of my old automobile.

It's happened before, that's why we have bumpers, so let's get real.

So we continued on until we arrived to the next red light.

This time she pulled up next to my car and screeched; what a terrible sight!

So I rolled my window down and gave her an earful about the meaning of the word "Tailgate!"

She was convience she was still driving right; her eyes were all filled with hate!

I turned down the block, I finally "arrived alive" to my final destination

I love Florida, but driving here is no fun in the sun. It's frustration!

Amen...