One long month ago
Made transition to smartphone
And got Uber app
Wanting new freedom
Unsure how to apply it
I kept self earth-bound.
Then like a diver
Hesitating on high board
Leapt up and took plunge.
Tapped Uber icon
Expected “George” to drive me
But where did he go?
Finally found him
“Arrived” parked one street over
I learned a lesson
Uber depends on
Basic piece of equipment
A good GPS
Had to quit driving
Still retain independence
Think I’ll call Uber
Like Don Quixote
Setting out to tilt windmills
Saddled a smartphone
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