Ode to Driving

ODE TO DRIVING

By Raylene Elmer Bush

If you drive in Grenada be wary

In my mind it's really quite scary!

There are round-a-bouts, true

Where we know what to do

Unless they disguise them like this...

Winding roads seem like serpentine curves

They really can grate on your nerves

There are blind spots ahead

Careful or you could be dead

You'll see hundreds of turns just like this...

If you fear San Francisco's steep hills

There are roads here that give equal thrills

You must stop at the top

Crest the hill and then drop

What you'll then see is something like this...

Add narrow to the turns and ups and downs

There's one more thing when you drive in the towns.

It's the way they just stop,

Park, pick up or drop off.

And the traffic is snarled like this...
Remember Shell's house on Bonneville Drive?

How her driveway would make a good slide?

Ours is steep as can be

Not the worst that you will see

A sample of which looks like this...

If you don't know, they drive on the left side

Master that and you will feel some pride

While you're learning it's tense

Remember defense, DEFENSE!

Then you can smile when you drive like this...

Beeping the horn is the way that they say

I'm passing, I'm here, or you're in my way.

People walk in the street

You're so close to their feet

Daily the scene looks like this...
P.S. I've not yet been behind the wheel!