How to Jaywalk

The kids today may need a jaywalk class.
They’re inattentive, and the traffic’s dense.
It takes an age of walking to amass
pedestrian abilities. I sense
approaching drivers who will rudely pass.
I harbor busy street intelligence.
But all the years I lived to learn the score
have made me gray and easy to ignore.

(Ottava Rima)

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