VOX POP

SUV, oh SUV,

How you really upset me

You think you are so smart

You are wrong, but where to start

Driving like a sonic-jet

Yacking on your phone I'll bet

Here I am the little car

Trying to keep it on the tar

Your high-beams shining in the rear

Why do you have to drive so near

Hey, let's try using the brake

Spare us all for heaven's sake

Oh I wish I were a cop

Speedy SUV's I'd surely stop

Upside down, stuck in the snow

Maybe then, you'll take it slow!

On cigarette butts

Pertaining to your Dispatch article on Page 2A (Thursday), "Gulp" on swallowing gum, how about swallow your butts - cigarettes, that is. Sure would make for cleaner sidewalks, entrances and so forth.

Editor's note: The Vox Pop Department of a Perfect World thinks they should ban SUVs, chewing gum, cigarettes and cold weather. And maybe poetry that rhymes.

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