Away my other half was going,

Directions she had, she felt flowing,

No need for me to help, though I tried,

Damn lucky she is it wasn’t snowing…

Her directions right,

But as you know,

Blondes aren’t that bright,

Over two hours it took,

Wish I was a fly in her backseat,

I could have had therein a look…

She called her son,

The blind leading the blind,

She called me, I was sleeping, hope she didn’t mind,

Eventually her way was found, called her destination,

If I pick on her much more, I may find I will need for my head medication… J

© ed ~ 1/17/07