Cars Rule Everything Around Me

Cars rule everything around me…
But all I need to do to get them off my torso
Is sneak through the alleys
Saturated with cottage cheese pits
& find the Encyclopedia Commedia.
From there I can tell them jokes so stoked
It’ll make them wet their exhausts with laughter,
While I make my ’scape.
But when I found it
& turned its dusty pages,
I discovered they were all blank.
I laughed heartily @ what was the greatest joke ever.
When the cars peered in to ask why,
I repeated the joke.
Then they drove me into a bloody mess.
“I hate meta humor,” 1 o’ them grumbled.