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Ms. Two Fingers For Me

Driving peacefully in commute,

I was on the right,

She was on the left.

 

Her hands on the wheel,

Stuck frantically at  10 and 2,

White knuckles squeezing

Life from plastic.  She is scared,

But I would not harm her.

She goes to a turn lane,

Still stiffly frozen in fear.

 

A new lady to my left,

She has the cell in one hand,

Having two fingers on the wheel.

The other hand has coffee,

Precariously over her lap.

She looks to a spot on the dash,

Forgetting she is in a machine.

 

I should praise Ms. 10 and 2,

But I would rather love Ms. Two Fingers.

And I look back down the road.

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  1. #1 by j on December 21, 2010 - 12:10 pm

    Love this. I hope I’m more like Ms. Two Fingers. 😉

    • #2 by Carl on December 21, 2010 - 2:57 pm

      I hope you are too, but hope you are doing so safely! Thank you for your kind comments!

  2. #3 by fillingahole on December 21, 2010 - 6:36 pm

    ha! this is fun

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