This is probably too irreverent for the Speccie, but as Marion says elsewhere, what the hey.
Pedestrian's Metrical Psalm
How long, O Lord, wilt Thou endure him? he
that loometh o'er me in his SUV
and beareth down upon me? O send down
Thy wrath and smite with plagues the smug-faced clown
who nattereth on his cell phone all the day
and granteth not pedestrians' right of way.
Beset with speed traps all his ways at once!
Afflict his every route with radar guns,
with troopers hid in hedge and bush and thicket,
and wield the justice of thy speeding ticket.
That we may know how righteous are Thy graces,
deprive him, Lord, of any parking spaces
(in all such car parks as he wand'reth in)
with room enough for his Leviathan.
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