Driving Instructor

For a contest. I am not a poet, so don't exect much!

Mr. Driving Instructor...

The car's a mess,
but don't blame me!
That boy on the street
was all I could see.

It should be a crime
to look so good.
Go after that boy,
make him pay for the hood!

God, he was hot!
And my hair was a fright.
While grabbing a brush,
I ran a red light.

When that car hit us,
I thought I would hurl!
Oh, by the way...
you scream like a girl.

That horrible man
Came yelling at us.
"What the #%^& are you doing?"
Wow, he can cuss.

He shouldn't be worried
lamboghinis are rare
If he could buy that;
he can pay the bus fare.

But off to my rescue;
Here comes my knight!
He'll save me now;
Put up a good fight.

But oh what is this?
the hot guy is fat!
He has grey hair;
and the nose of a rat!

My gosh he has heard me;
wow he looks mad!
Save me instructor!
I'll be very glad!

Everythings fuzzy;
I'm in a bind!
My glasses are ugly
so I left them behind.