Back in the day,

My job did say,

To Coney Island Hospital you must go,

Transporting a diabetic/dialysis patient,

After a night of his drinking & too much blow…

Did not want to take the run,

Twas the 4^th of July, we wanted to have fun,

The boss did give us both a “line”,

For that, driving to Florida would have been for us, just fine…

Sick he was to the enth degree,

But he was young and wanted to see,

How far he could go, stopping just short of climbing of deaths knee,

Got paid an exorbitant fee for this trip was the company & we…

Lights and siren all the way,

Cruising, sometimes with escort on the parkway,

No tolls for us, we made no stops,

Was fun to kinda turn up our noses to the cops…

Made the many miles to New York in record time,

Afterwards took a dip in the ocean too cool off,

Back in the rig we did then climb,

To get home still on the fourth, for BBQ just in time…

© ed ~ 11/30/06