Stuck In a Maze
We used to hop into the car
And, thinking back seems so bizarre,
We would drive, never slow
To the place where we’d go
And we’d get there, no matter how far.
We would always find places to park
In the daylight and also the dark.
With reliable wheels
We would know how it feels
To take off someplace, just for a lark.
But today is a different scene.
All you drivers know just what I mean,
For despite having WAZE
You’ll be stuck in a maze
Since the traffic is really obscene.
So, if thinking of taking a ride,
Either take all the traffic in stride
Or resort to Plan B
Which is, take it from me,
Much less stressful – it’s staying inside!
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