Queue After Junction

This song about the '62
Would not be complete without a queue
But this is not its reason
That is not its function

Use your tech - use Google Maps
Use your bespoke traffic apps
But we are in the season
Of a 'Queue After [the] Junction'

On Simister Island all is new
The '60 becomes the '62
The traffic will let you ease in
That is my presumption

Take note of the sign that's warning you
After the junction there's a queue
This is the poem's reason
And that is its function

Don't forget I told you that
It don't matter where you're at
There seldom is a reason
For the queue after the junction