Once when I leased my right of way
I set the price too low --
It made a most frustrating day
And driving very slow.
My jet car now solicits bids
On real-time auction sites
For every turn and stop and grid
Unless demand is light.
I'm long on time and short on cash
My gridlock pays at last
If someone rich must make a dash
They'll pay to get there fast.
There's lots like me who'll drive a deal
We fill the lanes for sport
It's like collusion some folks feel
But me, I won't see court.
Perhaps it was the scent of gold
I didn't think it through
My fair trial right is also sold
So what can lawyers do?