Dinkle, dinkle, little Shitler on wheels,

How I wonder why you couldn't take two

Seconds to let me turn left onto the road,

While you sped through at high noon on

Your colossal dragoon truck of douchiness

And entitlement, as you plowed by

In your compensating pickup truck.

I gave you the bird while you waved me on by -

You obviously saw me flipping you off

As you cut me off from making the left turn.

You took the opportune moment to nearly hit me,

Because you couldn't wait a measly two seconds

For me to make a left turn.

So here's a thought, which may be a first for you:

Maybe take some time to brush up on manners on the road,

As your mournful driving could use

A touch-up of good manners.