A POEM FOR THE ARROGANT

There are double parkers

And loud talkers

Who get on my last nerve.

There are public spitters

and premature quitters

Not getting what they deserve.

There are cell phone users

and checkout abusers

Always in the way at the mall.

There are people with kids

who don’t mind, never did

Cause mommy is making a call.

There are drivers who rage

And don’t act their age

Who think the road is their own,

And some just for spite

never dim down the light

Meeting or following me home.

Some of these things

may have a true ring

and remind you of someone you know.

But if it is you

Who fits one or two

I’ll bet you will say, that’s not so