a loud crash caused the workman getting his coffee to frown
He didn't hear the scream that came from a little ones throat
but he knew something was wrong in the night and put on his coat
Driving out of town he felt a sense of dread in his heart and soul
and slowly the fog cleared and he saw the car wrapped around the pole
Rushing to the door he could see the man slumped over the bent wheel
touching his neck with his finger not a pulse he could feel
The smell of gas and hot oil drifted up from the wreck of the car
and then he got a whiff of beer like he was standing in a bar
Anger hit him with a rush, then tears filled his tired eyes
as he saw a small body in the back covered with french fries
A little girl not more than four years old laying in the floor
such a small frame laying there with her blood on the door
Ahhh God, why must the young pay for their parents drinking
why was she with him? what could have he been thinking?
Drinking and driving is never an option no matter what you say
as it's always someone else who is most likely to pay
No matter what you think please dont get behind that wheel
as you just don't realize the pain that you cause will never heal
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