Then took the yellow route (with other souls),
As having perhaps the better claim,
Because it lacked traffic and wanted tolls;
Though as for that some huge pot holes
Had made them both equally lame.
Each GPS gave a similar display
In reds and yellows (but little green).
Oh, I kept the crimson for another day!
Yet knowing how Waze leads on to Waze
I doubted the same route would reappear on my screen.
I shall be telling this with such glee
Somewhere later when stopped for gas:
Two apps proposed divergent roads, and me,
I took the one with the lower fee,
And that let me use my EZPass.
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