Turning ever so sharply I observe
I must give respect, to dead man's curve
Deceiving it can obscure the eye
Uneasy the wheels wrench, as I decisively pass on by
I shout alarmly!..as I look to the sky
Thank you my Lord, I whole heartedly reply
I wipe sweat beads from my weary brow
Flashbacks engraved forevermore, this I know now
This advice, I sincerly give you all
Take it as you may, it's your call
I urge you, don't drive boldly and swerve
or you may fall victim, to dead man's curve