I was driving down the highway
Not knowing that I’d get stopped.
But I was by this big old burley cop.

What did I do, officer
I thought my driving was in line
Did I speed or not see a stop sign?

“I was following behind you, but
neither of those things got me upset.
It’s about that little birdie that you hit.”

Sir, I’m sorry that it died
When it flew into my windshield.
I had to use my wipers after it was killed.

“That’s right son, and now you understand.
My eyes teared-up, and my vision became blurred
When you showed me disrespect by flipping me the bird.