Bypass

         Bypass

Two clunkers cruising on a one-lane route
The first going north & the other going south
One window down and out comes the angry bird
While the other car's horn is distinctly heard

"I was here first! Now move your ass!"
Neither wants to yield but both wanna pass
One just swears and pulls onto the shoulder
With an icy stare but the other glare's colder

After much cursing, squeezing by as they must
Both cranky clunkers curse the rear-view dust
Pedal to the metal with open road in sight
One takes a left & the other takes a right

Another turn apiece and they pull into a drive
Neither driver knows who was first to arrive
Two doors slam and out both of them go
"That was you back there? Well I didn't know!"

One gives a kiss & the other returns the same
Now both jalopy drivers are glad they came
Two clunkers chilling in a single driveway
Window shades drawn & nothing more to say