Traffic

L.A. traffic has its fans,
I’m sure. Perhaps they’re folks whose plans
Are not enhanced by happening
As scheduled, so encrappening
The afternoon is quite alright,
But I’ve somewhere to be tonight
(Or by the morning at the latest),
Hence, I’d rate it less than greatest.
Angelenos are amazing
They don’t all drive guns a-blazing
Through their everyday commute–
Or waving signs that say Don’t Shoot!
I’m unarmed and unemblazoned
So I’m steering through the haze and
Smog in search of peace and quiet.
“Grapevine”…that sounds nice. I’ll try it!

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About Michael

Silliness is good
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2 Responses to Traffic

  1. Judy says:

    Are you home again…jiggety jog?

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