Heading to the library
Feeling rather fine
The sports class there is lots o fun
With three young boys of mine!
Slowing down to turn
The car behind me whizzing.
"He's going much too fast,"
And sure enough -
But really the sound is more like
Alas, Babylon, did you happen?
That sound is not 'jarring,' not 'crashing,' not 'bashing,'
It's like my own brain is a-wackin.'
First thought: the kids. Are they okay?
Then - not again!
That darn whizzing car done pushed me on
Smack into a pissed off SUV.
So mini-van momma takes out
One. Two. Three
And the other drivers, they start wiggin.'
And everyone's wailin' and weeping and woanin'
(Whatever that is - we were doin'.)
But the cop, he was nice,
And passed out Beanie Babies,
And the great 'venture came to an end.
The kids have a great story to tell
And the insurance has a bill for ten grand.