Printed in the Providence Journal
Issue of the week: "Bad Car-ma"
by Seth
Brown
In the old days 'ere cars did abound.
People walked or rode horses around.
On hoofs or on feet,
They moved down the street
With plenty of room on the ground.
Transportation has really advanced
And automobiles are romanced
But we must not forget
That the problems we get
Have also become more enhanced
At first highways were super-fast,
But sadly, that era didn't last.
As more cars hit the road,
The efficiency slowed,
And quick trips were a thing of the past.
The number of cars keeps increasing,
But the highway production is ceasing.
So the roads can't keep pace
With the whole human race
When we're buying and renting and leasing.
We end up with traffic abounding,
Swift travel plans it is confounding.
And this makes us irate;
Our solution to date
Is to give our car horn a good pounding.
Now amidst this cacophonous roar
(Of yelling, and honking, and more),
We imagine that we
Could suddenly be
Traffic-free, on a far distant shore
But traffic jams spread far and wide,
Overseas even worse ones reside.
In a big foreign city
The scene is not pretty,
There's congestion on every side.
In London it seems quite insane,
9 miles an hour is quite a pain.
And down in Tokyo,
The cars are so slow,
That most people just take the train.
But the train isn't such a great route,
It adds up to a 3 hour commute.
And it's filled to the seams,
People packed like sardines,
With an unfriendly price tag to boot.
In Egypt traffic jams are a crop
When illegal parkers bribe a cop.
On the main streets of Cairo
People ignore the hiero-
glyphics which would tell them to stop.
So many folks park in the road,
That police don't ticket all that's owed.
This lack of enforcement
May as well be endorsement
For parking where one should be towed.
So next time when in traffic you curse,
Please remember that it could be worse.
Things here aren't that bad,
And if you are still sad,
Just be glad you're not riding a hearse.