The World’s longest Traffic Jam

By Elton Camp The rush hour was in full sway To home, workers on their way The traffic moved at a crawl And then completely did stall It was hot and tempers got worse Motorists began to toot and curse They remained in a terrible plight No car moved for a day and night Once the cars’ gasoline was depleted, The commuters didn’t remain seated With grumbling and really ugly talk, They all got out and began to walk The cars were abandoned, left behind The city fathers said, “Never mind.” The highway they then relocated To a way less crowded and hated The congested road was never cleared To try for their cars, all of them feared Slowly, inevitably, entropy increases Both the road and cars fell into pieces

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