Road Rage

He honked his horn He then began to rant and rave and scorn, As he was upset by their driving Worried about his own surviving. Then he became his alter ego It's essence in him then began to flow, At them he then did look and stare As he waved his arms and pulled his hair. He started bouncing up and down Still ranting and raving and wearing a frown, Then he began to grunt Wanting to bite, scratch and confront. He then starting speaking gibberish Which of course is no form of English, And who knows what he was thinking or saying As we silently began our praying. Then we patted him on the head And we all agreed to all that he had said, Then he was happy when we gave him a little treat Excitedly we gave him a banana to eat. Then we finally got off of the highway Thanks to God we all did pray, He's always like an animal in a cage When he's hit hard with road rage. Randy L. McClave