Today going to work
Everywhere that I turned
The traffic was backed up to here
There was not anyway
No matter which way
I turned that the traffic was clear
Every shortcut I knew
Was backed up too
So I just took my time
And I thought of this rhyme
Wrote it down fast, cause I knew
If I did not get them down
These thoughts that I found
From my mind they would certainly flew
So today as they say
There was not anyway
That you’d get there from here
By Ronald Gainsford
© 2000 Ronald Gainsford
BY RGAI
