(A little sing-along song for traveling)

For weeks we planned, finally some time to unwind,

A vacation dreamed of, a time just to relax.

With plane tickets in hand we arrived right on time,

But our suit cases we had left at home all packed!

The S U V now loaded from floor to sunroof,

The kids buckled down… G P S was all in tact.

Next, gas up as everyone heads to the restroom,

But on our return we find we had been carjacked.

Vacations, O yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!

Vacations, they are not all their cracked up to be!

Vacations, the ones I’ve had have removed all doubt;

Vacations, I spell “T R O U B L E!”

© Loyd C. Taylor