
Signs... Signs run my life.
Stop, Go, One Way...
No Parking, Park During These Hours Only
So many signs on the roads of life...
I hate the signs,
but if you had signs
Signs to tell me to stop
when I’m going too fast
when I’m going to slow,
Signs to tell me what to do.
Maybe that part of life
Would be just a bit easier.
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