When I drive around with Kylee,
Nothing is ever bad.
We listen to our music,
Which is extremely rad.
We have many conversations,
Mostly about my dad.
She thinks he’s funny,
Which I think is sad.
When her brakes stopped working,
We didn’t fret at all.
We just stopped earlier,
So we didn’t hit Town Hall.
We even get up early,
To drive up to the school.
But that will never faze us,
Because we still feel cool.
We go shopping and get food,
And we’re always in a good mood.
Because the only thing better than our road trips,
Is nothing.