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