It is the night before we leave
On yet another journey
Our bags have yet to be packed
Or the trash emptied
Oh at least I paid the bills
Friends came over today
And munched through the time
Allotted for preparations
And so I sit here now
Amidst piles of to do and ta da
But what it all boils down to
Is not how organized I am, but rather
If I am truly prepared for
Internal transportation of four bodies
In the car together six hours
So can we be free in our movement
Even have fun all the way
Exceed all the details that
eventually demoralize the senseless
Exchange of wide open windows
We are such a family
Us are really a group
Up goes all he gummy stuff
Ulcers stuck up in our wheels release
Unadulterated laughter
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