To Grandparents' Place We Go!
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Thanks, Loyd
Over the bridges and busy highways,
To grandparents' place we go;
GPS knows the way,
In nighttime or day,
Through the rain, the sleet or snow.
Over the bridges and busy highways,
Oh how the horns do blow;
The noise hurts my ears,
The smog brings me tears,
As into road rage we go.
Over the bridges and busy highways,
Dodging a noisy semi;
My tire pressure is low,
So I must drive slow,
Folk cuss as they pass me by.
Over the bridges and busy highways,
At grandparents' place we arrive;
Our tummies do scream,
For turkey we dream,
So hungry we surely will die.
Then taped to their door, oh what a surprise,
A hand written note we did see;
"Thank you kids for coming,
Forgive us for running,
But, we flew out to Waikiki.
Happy Thanksgiving and merry Christmas,
We love you and miss you dear;
Please don't make an issue,
So sorry we missed you;
Hope all have a Happy New Year."
Back over the bridges and busy highways,
Starving is our greatest fear;
It's my fault after all,
Oh, why didn't I call,
Thank God a McDonald's is near.
