Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Unlicensed Driver

A cheesy, poorly metered rhyme; not appropriate for bedtime.

'Twas the day before News Years and we were bustling around,
Trying to pack up for a jaunt out of town.
Because the air was frigid and a teeny bit cold
The Momma decided the Daddy needed to be told
"The van should be started to warm it right up
So Greta can be cozy in there and I can clean up."
As you can guess, the obedient Daddy started the van
And went back to work in devising a plan
As to how to fit a ginormous gift into a tight spot.
However, while figuring & concocting and in very deep thought
Dear little Tessa climbed up to the wheel
Curious, & wondering how one actually drives an automobile.
She pushed and she pulled until the gear shift was found
And yanked it into reverse and then without a sound,
The van jerked into motion and started rolling downhill
That was slippery and icy; conditions not ideal.
The daddy yelled quite loudly (with language kept clean)
And dived in the side door to try to stop the machine.
The quick-thinking daddy yanked the shift into "P"
However this action was not satisfactory
In stopping the van, now rolling swiftly to the street.
Head-first, he pulled himself into the driver's seat
Turned the wheel quickly, to avoid the neighbor's fence
And pushed on the brake with a force quite intense.
Meanwhile, Momma in the kitchen heard her hubby's yell
And without even seeing, she could already tell,
What was happening to dear Tessa and Tom.
You see, she had ignored the thoughts and feeling of qualm
Of instructing her husband to buckle Tessie up
(Because of stories she'd heard of other youngin's mix-ups
With a started vehicle and and the subsequent havoc.)
But she thought her dear husband must be sort of sick
Of her constant instructions and being told what to do
And, she reasoned, it's obvious, so he'll think of it too.

After hearts stopped pounding and we had time to settle down
We counted our blessings then Tom went the rounds:
"PLEASE, tell me everything you want me to do.
(I don't mind one bit.) We're a team and you
often are given instructions from me too.
I'm willing to do whatever you ask, anytime, anywhere,
Especially when it comes to Tessa driving the van from here to there!"

The End!

(I'm posting these against my children's advice!! Oh so cheesy, I know! )

2 comments:

Beckstrand7 said...

Oh Darcee...my heart is pounding at the thought! And the "broken leg" too! What a couple of weeks you've had. Calm my beating heart...are we ever thankful for heavenly help, both inspiration and guardian angels!

Suzanne said...

Darcee! Yikes! I'm so glad it sound like car and Tess and Dad are all right?! So glad it turned out all right!