My children gave me a Garmin
For my birthday that just passed
Now I have somebody to talk to
Hope I'm through getting lost, at last
Though my car knows the way to Wal*Mart
Could practically go there on its own
I like to plug in and use my new Garmin
Let it guide me there and back home
I got lost once going to the doctor
A place I'd never been to before
I got there without any problem
But getting back turned into a chore
I had gone in the wrong direction
When my MapQuest fell on the floor
Ended up going several miles out of my way
Don't want to go that route anymore
I have to say I enjoy its company
There's even a place to play my MP3s
No more printing maps from the Internet
I get where I'm going with such ease
I just plug it in the cigarette lighter
Never use the thing any old how
Don't smoke nor drink nor cuss nor chew
Get my kicks from my Garmin now
I'm an old gal pretty set in my ways
Blessed that most of my wits are intact
It's hard enough to make myself get up and go
Without worrying about how to get back
If I don't croak before I'm too old to drive
I have a plan forming in my head
With my Garmin in my pocket, I can find my way
From the bathroom to the fridge to the bed
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
July 18, 2008
All Rights Reserved
|