So, there’s a bit of a situation
Steer clear of the number 2 lane
If it’s not too late.
Got carpet unspoolin’
For a mile, no foolin’.
Now, if you’re traveling from Sonoma,
That’s a nasty route.
You’re seething with irritation
That’s our copter above you-hi!
God, there’s so many of you.
Your life’s in your paws
As you creep along the causeway,
At the tussle on the walkway!
While avoiding the debris!
We got traffic and weather,
They’re always together.
I see some heavy precipitation
Might not want a plan a picnic-
It’ll be headed your way.
Brackish clouds moving inland…
Soon you’ll think you’re in Finland.
Still recovering from the outages
We might have told you diff’rent,
But it’ll rain all week,
Rain, rain, rain, rain…
Is the winter never-ending?
Which we really ought to grow…
There’s a heady scent of mildew
In the canyons of San Mateo.
We got traffic and weather,
They’re always together.
There’ll be some tricky vehiculation out on
On Devil’s Slide, Devil’s Slide.
It’s fragile and slippery and not very wide.
If you’re traveling north on I-5
I can only say three little words:
“Stalled big rig.”
We’ve got reports of a little twister
There’s hail the size of ponies
Hail, hail, hail, hail hail,hail….
We got traffic and weather,
Like “cease” and “desist,”
You know they were made for each other.
Like breaking and ent’ring,
Like protons and neutrons,
Like drummers and singers,
They’re always together.
Boop boop boop, de doop de de (etc.)…
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