POEM: Misinformed GPS [PoMo Day 26 – Pantoum]

In one hundred meters, turn right!
In five hundred meters, U-turn!
Turn left now... Recalculating.
In three hundred meters, turn left!

In five hundred meters, U-turn!
U-turn, now... Recalculating.
In three hundred meters, turn left!
In one hundred meters, turn left!

U-turn, now... Recalculating...
Recalculating... Recalculating.
In two kilometers, turn right!
¿Debería hablar español?

Recalculating... Recalculating.
Do you think this is funny, Hal?
¿Debería hablar español?
Hal, I swear I'll have an Amber Alert put out on this car. You don't think I have computer friends? You don't think two can play at this game. You want to play thermonuclear war? It's on!