Back Road Fun Poem by Brenda Urka

Back Road Fun



Driving down the back roads,
A beer between my legs.

I get the funny feeling,
Things are about to change.

A glance in my rear view mirror,
A cop do I see.

A breathelizers I must take,
He says dropp to your knees.

I do as I am told for,
a large pistol do I see.

I guess the drive was worth, the beer
No ticket I receive.........

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