Thu, 04/12/2018 - 17:52 -- drk6037

Have you ever hit a speed bump?

Those damnable humps in the road?

They make you yell and swear,

As your vehicle loses its load.


Then you are in the parking lot,

With lines all painted white.

The cars all close together

And the fit is too damned tight.


Aha! You see a handicapped spot.

No one will really care.

But then, an old lady nudges in

And gives you a wicked glare.


She seems to mouth "You little fart

Don't go for it or it's 911!

I'll have your butt in a sling

And the cops will have their fun".

This poem is about: 
My country


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