Pursuit

Pursuit

From my car I saw soldiers
Run a stop sign
In a beat up offroad vehicle
Wildly firing their weaponry
At pursuing militant crazies

On the floorboard were paper cups
Emblazed with insignias of drive-throughs
And on the stereo was blasting
Western heavy metal radio

One sat on the window and aimed back
Another, the passenger, changing the track
Someone in the backseat having a snack
The driver cackling while under attack

Speeding uphill later on
As a tornado smashes through things
And still outrunning
All that were chasing

It looked like they were
Having fun

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