030910 Holes Are Hazard To Me Poem by Manonton Dalan

we are jockeying for space
this early winter morning
much repeated road repairs
too much pot holes to cover
some really gets in your nerves
cutting you off at last seconds

that cheap asphalt potty paste
after couple of rain it's waste
run it over a hundred times
it would be a cavity again
i hit one of 'em, rock my teeth
distorting my wheel alignment

won't be surprise to raise gas tax
workers are slower, walking on wax
this would be political issue address
who can fill more, more holes for less
this scares me i drive toyota camry
those holes are really hazard to me