Living in a truck
Sleeping on a bunk
(I think it is a rock)
Driving thru the night
To Wal-Marts left and right
Backing into every dock
Checking all the seals and every lock
Food is the name of the game
It ever stays the same
Hurry, scurry, little trucker mice
That DOT cat isn't very nice
Running fast as you can go
The cost of fuel is a terminal NO
And the fine at the scale house
Will bankrupt every single mouse
So Wal-Mart we're adocking
Till the DOT comes knocking
It will be simply shocking
When we discover who's been looking
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Be always safe,
Karen
Drive safe! ! !
Georg
Always a pleasure reading your work. The only problem is there's too little of it to read. Hope your doing well. It's 5:00 AM here in MA and I just woke up a trucker sitting at our dock. I instantly thought of you and isn't it funny that I come on line and there's a write from you. It has to be fate. Well gotta run. Peace, Love and Blessings To You Always My Friend. PS. A Great Big (((Hug))) Especially For You. Paul.
Drive safe,
Fee
Ten-four, good buddy!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.