bridge competition

your mother won't ride
in the car with me
over that bridge anymore.
i've laughed once
too often at the phobia
and just the other month ago
a mail truck was torn apart
by a waterspout on its southbound
lanes. whew! that was close
she'd not say, no she'd say no
fuckin way i'm going over that bridge
people died right next to it
i can feel their arms reaching for me
its the only way i can explain
knowing the terror of driving to the apex
and into the foggy sky,
the next solid thing
is the sea and momma  they want me
to join them and gods are full of spite
i bet there was a letter for me in
that truck and now i'll never get it
i know a warning when it comes
listen can amalee come to thanksgiving
at grandpas? she has a car now
and she says she'll drive me
the long way round
and i know you guys will all
make it just fine
since i wont be there
so that's how come
you're riding with gramma
down to ms reenie n pop pops
to go fishin and swimming
for thanksgiving. just be sure
to eat the turkey.