Here we go road

So I've decided to become a truck driver. Starting next June... after I get my commercial licence, it'll be me and that open road. It'll be great. It'll be so great, cause I'll write poems about all the crazy characters I meet.


ME AND BUDDY

Buddy killed a hooker last night
It was hard to look at the sight
I ran away I was afraid
Buddy just wanted to get laid

I'm driving now, back on the road
Going to Georgia, drop off my load
I can't believe Buddy - doing that
I hate him, I hate him, he's fat

You meet some weird people out here
There's something in my belly... fear
I wish I could forget Buddy
Oh, but I can't... Buddy is me.

Oh, the zany, zany times. I'm going to be a great truck driver... you'll see. The best ever. Hooray for the Trucker Poet (wink).
-Sandra