Approaching beeps fill my ear,
Out of nowhere, oncoming truck.
Safety a skip-step away,
Aural vig’lence, never fear!
Paying attention you wont be struck
By the way approaching things
Sometimes surprise us, make us think:
‘What which well could for be but with….
If a wayward shoe did stick,
Somewhere with a foot it in
In such as a position to would allow a hit
To strike this very beast just now…
Causing him colossal ows!?’
Though safe, he felt the mighty whoosh,
And in his eye: fumes and dust.
Ah, to be a Titan now:
I’d kick up a mighty fuss,
Remove life from offending truck.
And the driver…. that silly fuck.