The Mobile Radar Post Today

The radar post awaits your speeding;
it’s sending microwaves your way.
It longs to know if it can cite you,
or maybe wait another day.
Google warns you of its watchful eye;
don’t think that you can zoom on by.
You might as well think you can up and fly;
the Mobile Radar Post today.

The radar post is there to catch you;
it is a “fine” technology.
A fine in Euros so demanding;
The court of Rotterdam in glee.
Don’t think that because there’s no human eyes,
that speeding will go on, unsupervised;
mechanical circuits and digitized;
the Mobile Radar Post today.

The radar post sends you a greeting;
it says hello with beams of light.
And it is culling information;
it checks to see if your speed’s right.
Adapt to the speed limit—do prevail,
lest you get a citation in the mail.
Big Brother pounds you with another nail;
the Mobile Radar Post today.


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12-5-19