Traffic School
This Saturday moves slowly by,A wriggling flyEntrapped within a spider’s web.A girl, just wedLast month, got caught while going pastA cop too fast,Her husband hanging off the hood.It’s understoodWe can’t enjoy the full details,Because we’ll failThe test if our instructor can’tExploit his chanceTo bore us with recondite stats.I’d love to chatA while with that healthy […]