Get out of my way!

Move it, shift it, stand aside

You aggravating random rambler

Make a choice, where are you going

Irritating directional gambler

Give us a clue, left or right

Do you know your destination?

Think of the folk left in your wake

During your navigational procrastination

Progression halt, swift evasion

Are you even on this planet?

If you weren’t so damn oblivious

I’d turn around and let you have it