The Drunk Driver

The drunk driver tries to find his car

For him he is proud he has made it this far

He looks for his keys and tugs at the door

Turns on the engine and guzzles one more

He proceeds down the road and hugs a straight line

If only he could drive straight he might be fine

His eyes are on the rearview for the local police

If he makes it to the coffee house, he is filled with relief

Another car approaches him at the line

The drunk driver punches it faster, and goes through the sign

He back into another car,or a fence

To the drunk driver this makes no sense

He often sees double ,maybe not at all

But for the drunk driver hes having a ball