Brilliant Dumbasses

I have employed an oxymoron, for the title of my ode;
You would understand my anger, if in a car with me you rode!
I’ve been driving over sixty years, and am a fanatic for road safety;
But when I’m traveling on expressways, so many idiots bother me!
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Because they drive like they are braindead, assured clear distance just a joke;
They tailgate as they are screaming, “Pick it up you damn slowpoke”!
And when the roads are wet or icy, one would think they’d decrease their speed;
But these morons think they are invincible, to dangerous conditions, pay no heed!
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Each time I hap upon one, quite often, so sad to say;
These words of utmost anger, will always come my way!
“Brilliant move, you stupid dumbass, you will eventually run out of luck”;
“And end up a fatality, because you drive like a freaking schmuck”!
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Roads are full of them
The brilliant dumbasses
Who drive me crazy