Driving down the road in my little car,
Going from place to place,
A million places I need to go,
But what is before my face?
Orange here and orange there,
Blocking my way at each turn.
You can't go here, nope, not there!
Oh when will they ever learn?
Fixing the roads, I see is a must,
But why? I am asking you,
Must every single road that I drive,
Need to be brand new?
Can't you just pick a road or two
To fix this week and then,
Do another or two the following week
You sweet little UDOT men.
It's just my humble observation
For the problems that I see
It seems there's a lot of orange these days
And it's really bothering me.