Road Rage Is Bad Poem by Pamela lutwyche
Road Rage Is Bad
People change when they are behind a wheel.
They change from being polite into animals
it makes me want to squeal.
When they pull out or don’t indicate at all
It makes me so annoyed and I have to blow my horn.
I swear and curse and blow my top.
Oh, sorry, I think it’s me, so,
I better stop
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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