Twinkle, twinkle little Lexus.
Why'd you crush my solar plexus?
As a person, don't I rate?
Did I slow you? Make you late?
But never mind my sad condition.
This spreading pool is my contrition
For my arrogance and pride.
I thought these streets were mine to ride!
Skull concussed and helmet cracked,
You've set me straight and that's a fact.
I see my error; I repent.
So sorry 'bout your fender bent.
Why'd you crush my solar plexus?
As a person, don't I rate?
Did I slow you? Make you late?
But never mind my sad condition.
This spreading pool is my contrition
For my arrogance and pride.
I thought these streets were mine to ride!
Skull concussed and helmet cracked,
You've set me straight and that's a fact.
I see my error; I repent.
So sorry 'bout your fender bent.
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