I wish I wuz a sheriff’s deputy The traffic laws would mean nothing to me
I’d cruise through the red lights and all them stop signs But give everyone else lots of tickety-fines
At the café I’d park in the handicapped zone Then drive by the school yakking on my cell phone
Turn signals for me? A thing of the past! And when scooting through town I’d drive real fast
Yeah, if I wuz a sheriff’s deputy The traffic laws would mean nothing to me
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel. Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.