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The Last Kelsey Family Vacation!

Like all family road trips you hope that all goes well
But we were in the vehicle called "The Caravan from Hell"!

Justin was grown and heading for college
And surely would not join us again with all that knowledge.

Bald tires and squeaky brakes,
With the vans roof interior cloth hanging in our face.

The weather was hot as it was summer you see
and the Caravan from Hell had no A/C!

The hours were long and the miles were many
The drivers seat was getting hard on my old fanny.

The kids started complaining and I was willing to bet
That I would once again hear "Daddy... are we there yet?".

My patience was gone, my temper was short
Shut up you kids, was my only retort!

So we stop the van at the nearest rest stop
And Sue bought all the kids a Soda Pop. 

And with a firm stance and and a very firm voice
She said listen up boys , you have a choice.

Quite down now and don't take a chance
And if all goes well Daddy won't have to warm you pants.

Poem: By Mike Kelsey