Sum Tymes Spead Kin Bee Ay Dedlee Nd. Poem by Michael Gale

Sometimes if you speed too much...
While'st ye drive straight away into a sounded crashly crunch.

Drinking and driving just don't mix...
If you drive erratic and shake too much, you'll get real sicks.

When that cop pulls you over for zigging and zagging over the white roaded stripes...
The breathalyzer test will make you exclaim 'damned and yikes! '

Its off to the hoosgow that you go...
Your car does follow waylain in tow.

Its a call to your lawyer and bail bondsman that you make...
To help you legally and monetarely to straighten out your real bad made vehichular mistake.

When you wake up inside your jail cell...
The room will spin and loud voices will call and do tell the tale.

Have you learned your lesson of the over done drink? ...
The morning after your breath really does wreak and stink.

How do you explain the facts to your dear loving, worried wife? ...
That if you don't quit the drinking you'll ruin yours and her well shared life.

So its off to rehab that you two, do go and drive...
To make sure for God and both your sakes, that you remain safe and alive.

Now you must try to make the marriage and home life work....
While to her, you promise to never to become a loud mouthed uncaring jerk.