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Driving Miss Daisy

(My Poor Car)

Driving is over rated and it incurs a bevy of tribulations.

It's not all that it's cracked up to be with all the frustrations.

the cost of insurance, repairs and gas prices on the rise;

I also wonder if having a son and a car is completely sane or wise.

I looked out the window as my son backed the car out of the driveway.

I had a feeling he wouldn't keep the speed limit on that damn highway.

How could I have known what kind of day the Lord had in store for me?

He just smoked the tires and skidded off; almost hitting a tree.

It's a wonder how I ever got up the courage to actually give him the keys.

How could I say no; it was the first time I've ever heard him say "please"

He was out driving my Miss Daisy; having himself a ball.

He was just too cool with all the cuties hanging out at the mall.

I couldn't reach him when he turned off the phone; I was mad as hell.

I found out later he was in the drunk tank; sobering up in a cell.

His friends robbed a bank that day and he was the get away car.

They crashed into a big school bus so they didn't get very far.

Fifty pounds of marijuana were scattered all over the ground.

With no way out and no where to run, their destiny was hell bound.

There was a shoot out with the cops and they finally gave themselves up.

He wanted ninety grand for bail and I looked at him and said "WHAT!"

Now I'm no longer driving and he's driving me out of my mind.

The little jerk had the nerve to ask me if I'd pay his fine.

Now I look at a crumpled up heap of what used to be my car.

My son still hasen't come home yet but I know he won't get very far.

I sit with a smile on my face as I write; thinking if I had a son.

Now when I think of driving a car I don't think that I'd want one.

This story is a fabrication and there is no truth in it at all.

It was just a horrifying thought I had because he'd drive me up the wall.

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