DON'T BUY FOR ME: CAR TOO TEENY1

Pilot of the nimble bug,
When you risk it on the road,
Low and rounded, trim and snug,
Boxed by trucks with heavy load,

Better have a grave pilot paid
And your testament in hand
Just in case a dimpled maid,
SUV-ing, phone in hand,

Veering wildly, lane to lane,
Unaware of where you’re at,
Sucking cig and lacking brain,
Runs you down and stamps you flat,

Bug nostalgia’s sweet indeed
If it doesn’t make you bleed.

1© 12/13/98 (Rev 1/9/99) Emery Campbell (former Flying Midshipman)