you'll be going 70 no more, the officer says too me, I wonder what the deal is, police brutality, my girlfriend is in shock, as I exit from my car, the cop he checks my pockets, calls my parents and then he nods, the speed limit was 35 here, I say I had no idea, I try quickly to think of a good lie, when my parents get here I'll die, he books me for reckless driving, shit there goes my car! my parents are fuming but quiet, my girl she sits and sobs...... 9-11-98 copyright The PooRe PoeT