Busted

I was driving and crossed over the line Intoxicated with lust, and half blind You see, I was out on a date We'd had drinks and it was getting late I had one hand on the wheel The other completely concealed Lost in a fuzzy sweater Looking for something better She was nibbling on my ear I was in the stratosphere Realizing they were real Mashed the gas copping a feel Now to me that light looked yellow I swear I didn't see that fellow Just as he stepped from the curb She grabbed my shifter, that's when I swerved All I heard was a thump Yeah there was a slight bump Before I could get out of sight In the rear view I saw blue lights We turned in to the nearest drive About that time she took a dive Right when beauty saw the beast Busted by the dream police an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner