# I Brake for Nobody!

Author: Terry Allen
Tags: Poetry, driving, prose

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I see you walking there, no, I don't care.

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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I don't see the walker, or the stroller, not the limp, nor the cane.

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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I couldn't care less if you're late for work, I think nothing of those that are in a rush to get home.

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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I've never understood the concept of crosswalks. Nor have I considered the fact that road signs might apply to me.

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My Speedometer broke minutes after I bought my car. I've got more tickets than the City of Toronto, and the highway patrolman know me by name.

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My name is Terry, and yes, my brakes are broken.

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