Write a poem with a title drawn from one of these spaceship names (see list here http://www.napowrimo.net/2013/04/day-four/):
A Fine Disregard for Painful Truths
To yield means to give as due,
To follow a natural procession,
Not to accelerate into my lane so I can sue,
Yet so many people do,
Why, I wish I knew,
Who’s idea was a courteous road sign anywho?