In traffic’s chaotic dance hall

In traffic’s chaotic dance hall,
Diamond interchanges stand tall.
With bridges they’re kissed,
As roads intertwist,
Guiding cars, one and all.

The pothole had got quite shitty

The pothole had got quite shitty

But no one would pay the fee

Raymond found a fix

But not one with bricks

And in its place, he put a tree