Is this irony
thought the carefree traveler
as he licked his cone
DRH #1
The family we are his
to manage and guide
She screamed so loudly
she woke the baby after
he just went to bed
He stopped for tire help
and was caught in a hailstorm
killing his windshield
On a dark desert
highway cool wind in his hair
warm booze by his side
whales choose paths based on
delicious currents and/or
avoiding men
just when he thought D
can't go any further she poured
herself into him