Road Rage Sleepwalk Poem by Phil Soar

It seems I sleepwalk in the night
I sometimes even start a fight
With a mystery ghost like figure too
I hope that apparition's you

You cut me up the other day
By driving in a crappy way
Braking hard on the motorway
I have choice words I'd like to say

The angry face I made at you
The finger in the air
You grinned at me without a care
What else was I to do

So when I sleepwalk in the night
And give my wife a little fright
The man I'm looking for is you
And that bloody car you can't drive too