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Poem: I Can Do Anything Lights

Oh how those twin glows are abused

Ignorant of all earthly laws when used

Ironically lit but not terribly bright

When a finger flips the hazards light


No earthly vice can so quickly break me

Honking and yelling I get quite angry 

Amazon or Doordash will get my therapy bill

All for the silly orange lights on their grill 


So next time you see a driver activate

their hazards which make John irate

flip them the bird and honk the horn 

giving idiotic drivers justified scorn


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