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Road rage

Hey, you don't go through that red light
I'll catch up to you, get out of my car and fight
I’m in a rage and can't care
About what if people stare
I’m late for an appointment
I have to get out of here
Any other idiots in my way
Will have to deal with me today
I’m having a bad day on the road
Yelling and screaming
What’s with you bud
Learn how to drive, lady
Of all the stupid things to do
A woman driver on a roll
The anger will take its toll
By 3o'clock in this traffic jam
They just don't know who I am
Begging and pleading with slowpokes
Who ought to be home in bed?
My face is turning red
Hope I don't have a stroke
I’ll just have to put it in gear and ram
Have to get where I’m going
I guess my inner rage is showing
If only they knew had bad it is to be late
I’ll show them, the ingrates
After all I do in a day
I have to fight all the way
Home at last
My cars outta gas
Now I walk and count the miles
I shouldn't have to do this
I look wild
My friend says 'what's wrong?'
I say you can’t put it in a song
It was a problem all day long
I guess I’m in the wrong
But what the hell
Maybe I can think of a song
It won’t run long he says
That’s less than a gallon
Hope you can walk back with it
I say, yes, before long
I’ve cooled off now
and there’s sweat on my brow
All day long I yelled, no one heard a word
I guess ill have to speak the words
I can’t hold them in every day gets worse
It will be one hell of a curse
I get back to my car and it’s been wrecked
Someone call a nurse
I’m simply going to have to curse
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Submitted on October 22, 2017

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Robert Curran

Bob fell into writing as an exercise in learning word pad, and dedicated his book of poetry,”Rainbows” to his parents who gave him the computer. more…

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