Debra

Her name was Debra.
She crossed at the Zebra.

Looked both ways
just to make sure.

No careless driver
had their foot to the floor.

Left, then right.
Made sure that her plight.

To get across alive,
survive and thrive.

Wasn’t ended by Clive
on his daily drive.

Oh Debra!
Watch that Zebra.

Doesn’t take you for
a ride.



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