Nothin’ quite like an old red truck
To let the miles and the minutes slip away
Miss Foxy doesn’t have any seat belts
They weren’t a thing back then
And she doesn’t drive as fast as she used to
But there’s no hurry
We’ll get there when we do
Where is there?
Why, there is just there
Any old where!
As long as it’s just us two…
It’ll give me plenty of time to sing
As the wind lets loose my hair
And think the thoughts
The gentle ones about which I truly care…
Taught myself to drive standard in this very truck
And That, brings me Joy!
But…Miss Daisy is an altogether different tale.
There’s room in the front for me
Plus one more
Will it be the Juice Box or Dear Dobby do?
George Bilbo Bumpus got to go last time
Climb in
Scootch over now
More than that
No, you may not sit in my lap while I drive
Yes, I know my window is down
Here, let me get yours too
See, I knew it
You just wanted to hang your head out
Pretending you can fly
Your ears look funny when they flap like that
Don’t slobber on the other cars passing by
It’s not polite
The bed is empty now
as we venture forth into the day
We’ll fill it soon enough
With treasured memories that we make along the way
Or…if you get very very wet and dirty at the lake
I’ll put You back there
And not think twice about it
That’s right,
I most certainly would!
Sit still while I open the gate
I’m watching you
Keep your nosey nose out of those snacks
They’re for later
In the shade of that grand oak tree
You know the one,
His branches reach every which way
Gently and strong
Holding those who call him home
I know right?!
The bestest place ever
To drift into the sunset
And let all the warmth and color
Rest upon your face…
What do you mean, why didn’t I say so?
I just did!
Ok, ok, I’m ready too
No, we won’t miss it
We have all the time in the world…
Miss Foxy is warmed up now
Wanna go for a ride?
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ellie894 September 28, 2018
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