Dear Santa, Hey ! Can I catch a ride?
I just need to get to the library, cause it’s the greatest place to hide!
Sorry, no Cash, Grass or dog forbid Ass! Just little ole me….before I get snide 🙂
Hubbies out doing business with the car, so Santa, can I catch a ride?
I’m sick of being home all alone,…I’ve been a good girl, but I would like to confide…. Santa? I just want 3 or 4 wheels and a license plate that says “Watch-Out Nitro- Oxide !!
Always asking “Honey can I get a ride to here or there?” I hate it, it’s depressing, it makes me feel like a child!
I’m starting to loose my mind! .. do ya understand me Santa dear??
I just want to get out…..even just down the street to the store…
Santa, I don’t know if you can see me, but I can’t even walk my pup to the park anymore,
I want to get out, out by my lonesome, wind in my hair, no care’s in the world, just out this damn door! I don’t even know myself…….I’ve become someone I deplore
So please Santa, I’ve been a good girl, grant me my one wish, but before we fly to the library I really would like to fly past the West Coast Ocean Shore??