My Destination a Motel 6 Reservation
Hello you all from Hotel 6
to my Facebook friends
those I've certainly missed"
Last minutes calls from fellows I know
espousing a road trip on which we would go
So I jumped in the car with my clubs in the rear
I already knew the road trip they would share
A caravan driving on a some what long distance
with aged prostrates and bladders
now some what deficient
"What's the distance of the next hole?
just lead me to the tee"
"But factor a defueling station
in case I have to pee"
These golfing friends remained totally persistent
to get to the first tee, now less in the distance
We could have got in earlier and slept in the car
locals arrived at midnight the first to seek par
But the light was on as we approached the Motel Six
air conditioning, firm bed our backs need a fix
Not the earliest of those posed already in line
our senior arising still got a midday tee time
To play a famous course in brilliant sunshine
no successes no failure for all a good time
Then some suggested that we do it again
with 18 behind ...another 18 would begin
Après golf there was no seeking celebration
just old bodies seeking Motel 6 destination
With beers in the cooler smothered on ice
Magic fingers deployed ...the bed feels quite nice
Opposite mangled position what once was my back
still three dollars in quarters with which I can attack
This Magic Bed my back seems to fix
So "Good night to All" from the Motel 6
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