The other day I saw someone
Shake her st and scream
At a cheery jogger with a backwards hat
Just as he crossed the street.
He bounced along the crosswalk
To the music in his ears,
Her blinker twitched impatiently
At her well-deserved frontier.
She went on yelling and turning red,
A cartoon bomb set to explode,
And he kept jogging and didn’t notice
As he carried on up the road.
“I have a green!” she screamed aloud
And gesticulated wildly.
The look on his face was pure contentment
And that’s putting it mildly.
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