Let Me See Your Id

My father-in-law, Frank and I were going on a trip, We were headed to Georgia, but we ran into a blip. We got up early in New Hampshire to catch our plane, Driving the seventy miles to the airport in the fast lane. We had just arrived at the airport when I heard Frank holler, He had no wallet, no ID, or even a dollar. With no ID, we had no choice but to turn around, So with breakneck speed we were homeward bound. I drove 90 miles an hour while Frank held onto his hat, And we both stayed silent since his bombshell fell flat! No cop stopped us… it was either a miracle or our prayer, And we made it back to the airport with just minutes to spare. When asked for his ID Frank produced it with relief, Then on the plane we laughed…thankful, in sheer disbelief! That was before the long TSA lines of today, Now we would be kissing our tickets goodbye in dismay.