I can't take any credit for this but I'll bet it echoes the thoughts of a great many men on here!

I have a little GPS
I've had it most my life
It's better than the normal ones
It's called my charming wife.

It gives me full instructions
Especially how to drive
"It's 60MPH" it says
"You're doning 65"!

It tells me when to stop and start
and when to use the brake
And tells me what it never ever
safe to overtake

It tells me when the lights go red
and when they go to green
It seems to know instinctively
when to intervene

It lists the vehicles just in front
and all those to the rear
And taking this into account
it specifies my gear.

I'm sure no other driver
has so helpful a device
For even when we leave and lock the car
it still gives it's advice

It fills me up with counselling
Each journey's pretty fraught
So why don't I exchange her
and get a quieter sort?

Ah well, you see, it cleans the house
maakes sure I'm properly fed
It washes all my shirts and things
And - It let's me have a shed.

Despite all these advantages
and my tendency to scoff
I do wish that once in a while
I could turn the damned thing off!