To have angered a Greek god
The god of voyager on tarmac asphalt
None more infuriating to the driver
In his office sat with his steering wheels
Than the ones that for a brief moment
Occupy space, two seats beside his throne
To have engaged the Greek god
In a tussle of words, not wise
Have you no regard for the craft
The art of voyage and the Greek god
A period in time, as service rendered
Customarily to get one on Aladdin's carpet
To a place need be, for family or friends
For the workers keep as required
Why then anger a Greek god
Tasked to carry you and life to a place in time
Most if talk be done, would be by the mate
A god none the less, though with patience to deal
More akin to the nagging ungrateful qualities
Of the mere humans they carriage to safety
Through down your gauntlet, and step up
This is a fight for honour
To have angered a Greek god
God of voyager, tarmac asphalt
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