TRAVELIN' TUESDAY

As I travel on the roads today,

I just can't keep this fact hid,

That everywhere I roll along,

The drivers seem distracted.

To pay attention to the trip,

I guess is way too boring,

So they need a few diversions,

To keep themselves from snoring.

With a cigarette in one hand,

And a Big Gulp in the other,

The steering wheel is hard to grasp,

For the clueless teenage mother.

She's putting on her makeup,

While trying to eat a tamale,

Then finds she's goin' the wrong way,

In a narrow one way alley.


Her rowdy kids are in the back,

Screaming out their lungs,

But she doesn't even hear them,

As she's texting with both thumbs.

Her car is swerving like a snake,

You'd think that she was drunk,

With lots of dents upon the doors,

And a big one on the trunk.

The dent was made while backing up,

And her phone began to call,

When she reached down to answer it,

She smashed into a wall.

She never, ever seems to know,

When a traffic light turns green,

The cars behind her have to honk,

At the Distracted Driving Queen!