We hit the road
without early notice.
sun had risen,
roads are wet.

Instant trippings,
with favorite friends.
only good vibrations
we drive to city ends.

we ride under the sun,
but the clouds are knocking,
the bid of rain
the skies we're looking

Remembering good times,
tummies full and bloated.
Funny how time flies
impurities are there, but melted.