You violated right-of-way
when you cut in front of all of us–
a hundred drivers and a city bus–
to be the first car parked on the freeway.
There were a few words I wanted to say
but it’s Lent and my wife growls when I cuss;
you violated right-of-way
when you cut in front of all of us.
So when I honk and glare, I also pray
that one day, you’ll get the last seat on the bus
beside a fish-smelling man who wants to discuss
vaccines or chemtrails and the C.I.A.
You violated right-of-way.
Other attempts at humor here on Moss Kingdom: You Violated Right-of-way: a rondel about how I hope you die in a fire., Spider Dream: a Limerick, I Love it When you Call me Khaleesi, Yes, I Was Once Afraid of Bees, Observing an Amish Family at the Gorilla Enclosure, ACROSTICS ‘R’ LAZY, For Michael on His Thirtieth Birthday: a Limerick, Panda Loose in My Brain: a sound experiment in multi-syllabic rhymes, I Did Not Need Malice to Murder, The Sleeping Prince of Rails: Or the Curious Death of Webster Wagner, Then I Was Rechristened Gus