Angry truck driver

Angry truck driver,
accelerate the lane,
silence does not want any.
Press the gas,
would like to suppose to be dead.

Swears, you can smell,
the other is nothing wrong with
Whereas in the rearview mirror
change lanes.

Happiness in the car reads,
cargo to ride more than one ton.
An angry man,
heavy car, and the yoke.
Grind their teeth,
bites, without a relationship to that, he mourns.

Pleasing in his sight, no one,
tits compares
asses measures.
It is never any beer apply the putty,
milk drink.
The truck puts out at the pit
the evening will bring,
a trip to his home for two dogs to create.