Pavement Chicken

I'm duckin' 'n divin' 'n dodgin'
Bastards on bikes I'm avoidin'.
I'm weavin' 'n windin' 'n twistin'
Pedestrian rage I'm resistin'.
They plot my demise 'n mean it,
I've looked in their eyes 'n seen it.
Playin' pavement chicken,
Slow pace starts to quickin'
Head on collision unstoppable,
Avoidance nearly impossible.
I dive left into someone beside me,
I can see that they now despise me,
I get bumped from someone behind,
I'm stumped 'n I'm feelin' blind.
I'm gettin' jostled 'n shoved 'n elbowed,
Tumultuous tantrum about to be thrown
A passive pedestrian actin' crazed
I need to control my pavement rage.

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