Wave goodbye to the gated community
While fumbling for a CD
The perfect road trip song
To steer you back to me
And gather up your stories
Stuffed in suitcase
Waiting to spill unto my table
New tires, oil change, GPS coordinates
First stop, a birthday greeting
At Debbie's door
And check on Robert's mending wrist
Leaving behind your sun tan
Only to reprise it on the Isle of Long
From which you stayed away too long
Cross the bridges, pay the tolls
The ribbon of the L.I.E. unfolds
By Saturday you can don your Derby hat
Rest in Julie's sofa and place your bet
I await in the winner's circle
With roses upon your return
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