She had to cut in front of me,
the reason I don't know.
There were no other cars but mine,
yet she just had to go.
I saw the bumper sticker
as she went roaring by.
"Honk if you love Jesus" were
the words that caught my eye.
I honked as she was passing,
she grimaced in disgust.
She raised her arm, flipped me a bird,
and left me in the dust.