ARE WE THERE YET?

        

         Are we there yet?

    

     We've been days in this car, we have'nt got far.

     We've driven a maze of highways, no way out.

     We've traveled all about.

     a million days, a million ways,

     We've been high.  We've been low.

     We've gone fast.  We've been slow.

    

     Are we there yet?



     We've seen rain.  We've seen snow.

     Sometimes, the traffic went stop and go.

     Are we ever gonna stop?  I don't think so.

     We've gone north, south, east, west, without a rest.

     We've been here, there, everywhere.

     It seems we're going around and around.

      

         Are we there yet?

    

       Boston city did'nt make me giddy.

       We saw the roaring, boring Niagara Falls.

       Philadelphia had dead people I never met.

       Nothing fun got done in Washington.

       Mt. Rushmore was a bore.

        

         Are we there yet?



         The great plains were really not.

         The St. Louis Arch really had me on the march.

         The Rocky mountains did not rock.

         The Badlands of South Dakota were bad.

         Yellowstone made me groan.

         The Grand Canyon was not.  It was bland, and as small as a dot.

        

         I'll only ask once more, because you are able to shut the car door.

         We are about to drive more.



         Are we there yet?  

         Are we there yet?

        

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is what critics say on this poem.
1. "Do you have kids?"
2. "You were really on the mark."  
3. "You really know."
4. "Yours was the only one that got laughs."
    

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