Vacation
As you book a flight far away.
You still wonder where you will stay.
You sit at home thinking all day.
After thinking all day long Paris is where you will go.
You pack up all of your bags and check how much you will owe.
You tell your friends and family, I am leaving you know.
You arrive at the airport.
Then you take out your passport.
The line was actually short.
You finally land.
You then clapped your hands.
You will soon be tanned.
You view many sights.
You look at nice lights.
You stay out all night.
Copyright © Casey Yacos | Year Posted 2020
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