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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