Leaped into the front right seat, fastening the seat belt,
in the car, like a Duke, enthusiastic I felt.
To meet my buddies of childhood times,
almost a decade, to commit a series of offensive crime.
My fortune, I left, at my domicile, the day.
Each crossing, every signal, warned me to stay.
Few miles away, the jam I could smell.
No left, no right, there was no way I could flee.
Therein, entered a tortoise race,
the vehicles moved at a very slow pace.
Motor buses, autos, taxis and cars descended into the chaos,
One after the other, lined wavily, making vexatious noises.
Grumpy, crabby, restless I was, the situation, harsh to bear.
Wished to escape, or to sleep in there, none I could spare.
Nearly three strounds, barely few meters we impelled.
The plan,to meet pals, had surely been cancelled.
Sometimes later, gradually, the jam fainted .
It was all because ,ahead was a truck accident.
Relieved were all, those stuck in traffic.
Toomed the place, I was left in tragic.
Rang my phone, the moment I sighed.
Still waiting my pals, inspite, their schedule was tight.
Finally, expounded them,all that happened.
Aggrouped once again, my promise wasn’t fakened.