Red Car

Careening down the middle the road the car looked like it was drunk I've never seen a drunk car but there I was face to face with one the car churned up little windmills of grit and dirt as it sped on it's merry way back and forth and over the lines it made me quite dizzy to look reminding me of a mad Bea I reached for my iPhone to record it I shall call it voyage of a bumble bee it cut into the cluster of lilies on the side of the road it spit out chunks of grass foolish enough to get in it's way a pretty color of red it was quite a sporty looking car it did not seem to be the kind of fellow to let the booze get to him so intensely but intensely it was got no sense of seemliness or order here a crack of thunder and a bolt of lightning and all was in order and the car went merrily on it's way