It Used To Be Fun To Drive Poem by Kelvin Rush

It used to be fun
And a pleasure to drive
Now you've got road rage
And boy racers up your backside

The never ending pot holes
Car tax MOT's
Speeding fines insurance fuel
Traffic cops CCTV's

Empty bus lanes crumbling roads
Reversing learner drivers
Tailbacks roadworks speeding taxies
Caravans slow and lopsided

Angry cyclists traffic wardens
Miles of endless cones
Hidden cameras double yellow lines
Traffic jams no parking zones

It used to be fun
And a pleasure to drive
These days I'd rather walk
Or take a bus ride