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Highway Code (Revised)



 



If I were the Minister of Transport



I’d really get things done



Armoured traffic cars each carrying



One heavy grade machine Gun,



A guided rocket launcher



A stun grenade or two,



Maybe some tear gas,



I reckon that would do.



 



Blast a few anti social drivers to



Burn by the side of the road,



Make some others start to



Follow the highway code.



We’d not need to kill very many



To make then see the light



And finally to realise to drive



Is a privelege, not a right.



 



Maybe a compensation fund for



Bereaved families, children, wives,



Though living with such idiots 



Can’t have led to peaceful lives.



Once we’ve got the driving sorted,



Brought civilised behaviour to the road,



Then we add Death For ilegal Parking



To our revised new highway code.



 



You can lead a horse to water 



But you can’t make him drink



But as the deaths mount up



You can make bad drivers think.



Oh If I were Minister of Transport



I’d really get things done



With armoured traffic cars each



Carrying a heavy grade machine gun.



 



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Highway Code (Revised)