As this PUJ's engine roars,
so as my thoughts alter.
What the heck is in store,
whoa, my eyes are real noter.
I sat beside the chauffer,
then I handed my fare.
Sir, drop me somewhere,
just so my mind be clear.
I look at the rears,
those sights I can't bear,
I feel being seared,
my nerves turned severe.
I saw my eyes tear,
need to divert this fear.
I think about an old dear,
hell, my heart just defer.
Why, o people you revere,
my being isn't a beer.
Don't give me a sneer,
'am serious, you adhere.
I'm taking this sheer,
So I could easily recover.
I want this to get over,
Try not to be bothered.
Then I spoke in good manner,
to him, who maneuvers.
Thanks, not anymore farther,
I guess I'll be 'right here.