Its almost dinner time Soupy tells Cheryl, We're going to go to Cracker Barrel. The food was good, I ate it as quickly as I could. We made two more stops, One at the duty free, it scared me lots. We crossed the border without much delay, None of us had duties to pay. All of a sudden the bus driver slams on the brakes, It causes everyone to wake.
People lying on the floor, Look like theyre going out the door.
Sliding more and more, It must of made them kinda sore. Our last stop was for gas. We tried to be fast. We were almost home, Excited to be alone. I'm going to take a little break, This poem is becoming more and more fake.