Annoyed!

The sun is out and so are the silly drivers.

I feel like a road rage survivor.

There was a vehicle at back of me, almost touching my car,

and I don't care if they've travelled far.

Their bonnet was almost touching my boot.

Why do they have to follow my route?

I put on my hazard lights to show I was annoyed.        

 A crash I wanted to avoid.

But it did no good.

It's was like warning a block of wood.

Then, when we got to an area that said fifty,

suddenly, her car became nifty.

It overtook me at sixty.

Even though the road was twisty.

Sadly, the poor car in front had to deal with her then.

She was a blinking comedienne.

She thought it was alright to tailgate that car too.

That woman belongs in a zoo.