HOGGING THE ROAD
The sidewalk is the place where you belong.
It tempts me to speed up when you’re so slow.
Don’t be arrogant when you’re in the wrong.
I cannot see you when you are so low.
Do not be angry when I go around.
It’s not my fault you cannot go as fast.
Or now that bikes in speed do not abound,
I do not care if in your race you’re last.
Your health is important to you I know.
Please get out of the way; I’ve got to leave.
When behind you I could a sweater sew,
So if you don’t speed up I must reprieve.
Oh gosh I’m late already, thanks a lot.
So please excuse me you are in my spot.