Road Trip

R olling down the freeway, for hours and hours on end O n our much anticipated family vacation, A ll us kids were joking, yakking, singing songs and snacking, D azzled by scenic routes and filled with youthful elation. T old by Dad to quiet down, we simply couldn’t do it. R eally, what did he expect eight rowdy kids to do? I nside that station wagon we were squeezed in like sardines. P aradise at last arrived: to the restrooms we all flew!