I went to the DMV when I was 14.
It was the most depressing place I've ever seen.
We stood in line for 2 and a half hours.
And my mothers looks turned sour.
Too bad I was to excited to notice,
that everyone was angry except us.
Soon it was my turn,
to test what I had learned.
I had crammed the day before and the day of.
However that day I did recieve my mothers love.
For I passed the written test.
It was such a pest.
I was so elated,
that is until I saw my picture for my permit, then I deflated.