I’ve never understood why
The middle finger was such an insult
And then I became a driver
I also don’t understand why you had to cut me off
From the left lane
And beeline to the nearest McDonalds.
Do you realize how fat you looked?
You should have seen your face
When you got out of your car
And threw your middle finger in my direction
You should only know
That your muffin top was peaking out
From under your belly shirt
That was stained with God knows what.
I continued to drive away through the green light
Like it’s another checkpoint
In the car racing game
Usually found in arcades.
I think of you, that grimy woman
Ordering a 20 piece chicken nugget
And a medium fry.
I wonder if you ate a salad you would be happier
You would able fit behind the steering wheel
Of your 1978 Lincoln towncar.
But looking at your crusty bent middle finger
Pointed in my direction
I see there is more than just your weight
That clouds your happiness
But I hope one day
You find happiness
Even if it’s between two hamburger buns,
At least it’s somewhere
True story bro…. hope it made you giggle.