“EVERYONES IN SUCH
A RUSH”
They fly past on shoulders made of dirt,
No sense to it, an accident waiting to happen,
Sorry to the ladies that are courteous,
But most of these “fliers” seem to wear a skirt.
These crazies treat the roads like battlefields,
Their car the tank, blasting others without thanks,
No waves, no hand gestures of recognition,
Most are young & it seems, blond & on the phone.
They ride bumpers with no thought they could end up
in court,
Or worse yet, in a body cast, just as fast,
Don’t worry they could kill another,
That being could be another’s mother.
But what do they care, they have no worries,
As long as they get where they’re going in a hurry.
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The world is always in a rush you capture it well.
Taylor
I got out of the car, cursed her, then collasped.
Whiplash, and other injuries later...... I got even and bought a 4wd, and now I hold up these speed demons, mostly women with pleasure.
No offence ladies, but, make up, and cell phones dont mix it with traffic.
Anyone that wants to plow into my Paj with bullbar, does so at their own peril now hehe.
Thats my rant,
And may I say, there are alot of lunatic blokes on the road too, HAHA, had yah going mate.
:) Even Duchess agree's
Ch'erie
What does Rufuz think?
Steve
women on cell phones (have been hit by two men who were on
cell phones, and one woman who was on cell phone).
that's what some of us say
bus, metro, plane, train
ah...the auto was meant for leisurely excursions
carrying tokens to say "we are on vacation" not in a hurry
interesting poem on road rage
thanks,
donna.