A Four Way Stop

Always great fun at an intersection
With only a four-way stop
You start, he starts, it's him no it's me
Nose to nose, where's a cop

You glare, he glares, nothing's solved
It boils down to a battle of wits
Like kids arguing over a colorful new toy
“That's mine! No, it's mine!” and you sit

Even the ear-shattering sound of horns
Has no effects on this yahoo!
All hell breaks loose, 8 guys get out
And a bloody fistfight ensues!

Standing back I watch the proceedings
Grown men acting like jerks
Get back in my car, I drive around it all
It's not worth being late for work

Four-way stops are becoming quite rare
In this fast-paced world, we live in
The days of civility have all been replaced
When nobody's willing to give in