Tread carefully, go slow
Give distance, give way
Do not want any ka-pows,
Stay alert, stay calm whatever comes my way.
Thick fog, visibility low
Doesn’t matter if car horns blow
Late for the train I am
Two days in a row.
Instead of getting told, “Leave home early.”
Days like today I hope Boss understands,
It’s not me, it’s the traffic (and weather) to blame.
Getting tired of chasing trains,
Getting tired of this lane.
Switching gears I dream of,
Changing lanes I long for.
Until that day, until I am ready, my sails are up,
“All aboard!”Ahoy mates!” I shout!