Are We There Yet
Are we there yet?
The cry came from the back seat of the car
We haven’t been in 10 minutes, we haven’t gone very far
Are we there yet?
Comes the whining plaintive cry
Not long now darling I say with a sigh.
Let’s see how many red cars we can see, the games have now started.
Why don’t we do blue ones instead, his eyes darted.
He could see the next car and of course it was blue,
He’s cheating and you know it, I hate all of you.
Are we there yet?
The plaintive cry comes again from the back
It’s only been three minutes since you asked - change the track.
I need a wee, I’m busting you know.
I told you before we left, you had to go.
Are we there yet?
Gosh I’m sick of this now
I’ll tell you when we get there, just be quiet please, somehow
I’ve packed all the lunches, there are stories on tape
You’ve all had a wee now just get this straight.
It’s only ten minutes more, this journey my dear
Next time your car breaks down, get a taxi, do you hear?
I’m sick to death of are we there yet?
I’ve still got to get the kids to school and you can bet,
I won’t have the fuss that I get from you.
Now get out, we are here and you have a job to do.
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2011
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