Vacation Truth - Poem by Robert Tannahill
Planning a vacation for weeks and now the time has arrived.
Have you thought of every need so you can survive?
Last minute packing is a hustle and bustle.
And getting the extras in takes lots of muscle.
Vacations are a getaway from all but isn't this the truth?
Most everything you have or need is going along with you,
And no matter how hard one tries, you'll forget a thing or two.
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