as i was revising for my paper, i came across this poem, which is also specially dedicated to those who can't stand women drivers and also to those who drive or intend to drive ;)
Women Drivers
Our brakes don't squeal
Our cars can't speed
Our egos won't turn
Sharper than we need
We stop for red
We play by rules
We don't bend, or break
Cars with resale value
We'd rather give way
To our fellow men
Wanting to cut in
Than to move up or pretend
Yet we rattle the nerves
Of motoring louts
Who feel stuck behind us
And cannot move out
When they finally pass
They throw dirty looks
Confirmation in sight
Of why they shook
What's wrong with slowing down?
With traffic we're moving
While we mull over
Which way we aren't going
No broken bones
No possibility
Of traffic accidents
From our gravity
Mindful of position
We calculate with care
The U-turn queue lengthens
We simply don't dare
We don't want to hurt
We'd rather not cheat
We don't like close shaves
We'll ignore your heat
Though we don't swerve or weave
We're a breed much maligned
The scapegoats you denigrate
With cliches unkind
Without sanity like ours
Imagine how roads would be
Demonized by thugs
Unchecked and dashing free
So gender recognition
By you smug motorists
Our compliment it is
Through your gritted teeth
- Lim Leow Geok (hurray for local writers!)
i must say there is some truth in this poem but it doesn't apply to all!
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