You Drive Me Crazy (And Not Just in Traffic)

I love you, dear, but let’s be real,

Your driving tests my heart’s goodwill.

You brake too hard, you swerve too wide,

Yet somehow say I can’t drive.

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You cut off cars with reckless glee,

Then glare when someone does it to thee.

You honk at lights that just turned red,

And mutter words best left unsaid.

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Yet here I sit, seatbelt tight,

Gripping the door for dear life.

Through every turn, each sudden stop,

My patience swerves, but love won’t drop.

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For though you drive me up the wall,

I'd ride beside you through it all.

Through traffic jams and open roads,

My love endures—brake checks and all!