A Psalm for Allen Parkway

¹On Allen from Shepherd, I shall not stop.

²She maketh me to drive down concrete pastures:
  she weaveth me beside the brown waters

³She adoreth my stroll:
  she leadeth me to the paths of Montroseness or the Waugh's take.

⁴Yea, though I haul through the valley of the radar of death,
  I will fear no evil: for thou art speedy;
   the cops on Memorial they shake fists at me.

⁵Thou preparest a jog path before me in the presence of El'nor Tinsley:
  thou doth pointest to down-town toil,
  my trip almost over.

⁶Surely good views quite worthy shall carry me all through haze and the blight:
  and I will dwell on your curves with my Ford forever.

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(Our apologies to David)
Photo: flickr user groovehouse