Road Trip Companionship
27 Sept 2010
He’s no fuddy-duddy,
My traveling buddy.
Good company and pal,
That’s my close friend Al.
He doesn’t pause or hesitate
When I tell him where to navigate.
While he drives, I prize
The time to rest my eyes.
What? Oh, my stars!
He’s yelling at other cars,
Driving like he’s bit chomping
And irritated at brake stomping.
Looking like court jesters
They’re trading hand gestures,
She gave him the bird as she sped by.
A raised a fist was his irritated reply.
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