Driving Instructor Poem by donna oferrall

Oh how i long to tell you
Your not getting another penny of me
Your only as good as your trained
But your wasting my time don't you see
Your happy to take a small fortune
But the time that my test does arrive
Making sure that i can drive safely
doesn't seem to rattle your cage
so why have you let the young drivers
who can't drive and fly into a rage
speed along on the roadway
play loud music and chat on theire phones
yet you have the cheek to question
me as i am a safe driver
So what are you hoping to gain
From accepting long payments from me
when driving is all that i ask for
just passing my test don't you see