A woman coming towards me,
Swerved over into my lane.
What kind of driver was she?
Had she gone a bit insane?

That she crossed into my lane,
Sure didn’t seem to faze her.
She made me spill my coffee
And drop my ‘lectric razor!

My cell phone squashed my donut
And my cigarette is gone.
The stupid woman driver,
She was putting makeup on!