For highways -- not when pink and paired with tank
Tops, that's for sure. And yet, the traffic barrels
Obscenely past her, swift and swerving, rank
With unanticipation, unbelieving
A college girl, just walking here. I guess
She's kinda hot, but I am not perceiving
Past frontage roads, and wonder -- what distress
Produced this scene -- just briefly. Driving by,
I snuff out thoughts of stopping, thinking this
Is too surreal for lunchtime. I comply
With normalcy and coast to work, while Miss
Pajama Co-Ed goes to God-knows-where
-she-went, and traffic cries beware, beware.
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