Fifteen-Year-Old Drivers
When driving your car, and you plan to go far,
You really should
know (you know it’s so)
Just where the cops are making their stops:
’Cause if you’re not cautious (the thought makes me nauseous),
You’ll surely get caught! (and make your father distraught).
Then they’ll haul you away to Ft. Merry Millay,
Where nobody drives, and the pedestrian thrives,
’Cause kids of fifteen are neither heard nor seen.
They’ll give you a bicycle (or even a tricycle!)
And order you huffily to drive more cuffily!
So
heed this warning every fine morning
When you rush out the door to go to the store
(Or even to school to learn many a rule):
Drive careful and prudent, you wild, woolly student!--
And you might stay alive ’til age ninety and five!
To Keith's good friend,
who just got his learner's permit
January, 1994
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