Bright orange barrels, pointed cones
Waddling along fast freeway roads
Rubber ducks lined up in weaving rows
Blocking off great chunks of lanes
Squeezing traffic into narrow streams
So close one flick fells all the dominoes
City streets of bumpy rock
Asphalt scraped to corduroy
Acrid scent from sticky pavement piping
Piles of dirt round drainage ditches
Muddy puddles, roped-off sidewalks
Lines of paint in white and yellow striping
Bridges out, work at the tracks
Miles of country road are closed
Marbles roll on detours, long and late
Flagger ahead on one-way lanes
Wait forever while no one goes
Welcome to Ohio, the orange barrel state
