She's Trying To Kill Me Poem by James Tyler

She's trying to kill me
And the thought gives me fright
She throws me around
And straps me in tight

She always says bye
Sometimes with a kiss
Maybe she hopes
Inside that I'll miss

I take care to drive
Really safe and slow
But I find that the end
Is the one place I know

I'm not quite sure why
and I'm not quite sure how
But for some stupid reason
My car becomes a plow

And I drive this plow
Though I try hard to stop
But I always hit the wall
Hard enough to go pop

Once again I return
To her arms, secure
I hate that she does this
To her own crash-test driver