Morning

The standard horror show
 as every new sunny day
withers into a deep malign

a time to show a happy face and a smile



Happy drivers and a cheerful commute
No need to indicate, I know you want to move


Im a psychic you know

as the harsh brake lights prove



Whiplash officer, it cant be me

just look at that phone there out on the street


smashed into pieces but I’m sure we can see
,
that one last message was so good to receive



Read no more and rest in peace
one less inconsiderate cunt out on the streets