Uncle Swan on Nostr: I wrote a poem: Having a golf cart in the garage is the pinnacle of civilization. It ...

I wrote a poem:

Having a golf cart in the garage is the pinnacle of civilization. It doesn't get any better than that.
No rules apply.
In a golf cart, it's always Mad Max.

Blood alcohol level? Doesn't matter.
Traffic laws? Doesn't matter.
Stop signs? Doesn't matter.
Driving on the right? Doesn't matter.

Cruising around with music blasting on the speakers. Everyone waves and likes you.
Kids without a seat or seatbelt. Everyone waves and likes you.
Need a quick beer. Drive to the store and park with one tire in the entrance and one in the handicap spot. Everyone waves and likes you.