Photo credit: Destination Canada
Never do I know
We do it where I come from
Crossing between vehicles
For motorists to have
Right of way!
So, like an ignoramus
Do I manoeuvre my way
Road to cross
Not minding traffic rules!
As long as I look
like a squirrel
To right
To left
And to right again!
Not knowing
Police car is next
He screeches to a halt
But I already make my way!
He parks
Surely thinking I must be a loony
When he signals me to come
I think of making a dash for it!
A crowd gathers
Thinking they may give me a chase
Even though I’m in a hurry,
I go back to him!
My excuses don’t matter
I get a ticket
For a whopping
Twenty dollars!
That’s my welcome
To “civilization”!
@as 05/0323
