Road Trip 2 SD

As written by the great Carolyn Petrie.

ROAD TRIP POEM
 
 So I drove with my friend Zeb clear across South Dakota
 
 We learned about the Navajo, the Sioux and Lakota
 
 We discovered countless zillions of Old West treasures

And every single day, we sported sweet athleisure

It was four whole days, we covered 1500 miles
 
 We enjoyed reading road signs in affected-British style

But soon enough, we picked up a badass drawl
 
 it was much more fittin’ for the SD sprawl

As we tore through the prairie, we was feelin’ mighty fine

Debated music choices, counted up Trump signs
 
 Then arrived at the Badlands, it was like friggin’ Mars
 
 All the cliffs freaked me out so Zeb handled the car

Them Badlands was crazy, but we were in for more
 
 When we bounded down the highway to the Wall Drug store
 
 We took a couple pictures, had a stretch, felt good
 
 Then fueled up at DQ, next stop: Deadwood

Cruised through Rapid City and we crossed a couple rivers
 
 We got to the casino and we primed up our livers
 
 Yup, we had a couple drinks, then another, quite a lot
 
 We were ‘bout to learn the meaning of “Big, Loose Slots”

Hey, I’m only talkin’ money – let’s keep things clean

We had a nice adventure once I made a little green
 
 That’s right — I spent a quarter and I came out a winner

So we headed to K. Costner’s for a mediocre dinner

Now I’m not a big fan of those movie-star joints
 
 But this cowtown shack scored a couple major points
 
 We saw a Whitney costume and some guys who looked like felons
 
 and Bartender Brian really filled out his denim

Day Two was really huge, all the greatest hits in store
 
 Spearfish, Crazy Horse, a hill they call Rushmore
 
 Saw a PBS celeb at the Homestake Mine
 
 And Zeb’s inner childhood geek was super-psyched, big-time

Ate a fine beef sandwich at Cafe of Hill City
 
 So many mayo salads, we were truly sittin’ pretty
 
 Then we rolled on back to Rapid and we fell into bed
 
 And I slept so hard Zeb was scared I might be dead

It was good we rested up, headed straight into Winner
 
 met Granny Claudine, had a broasted chicken dinner
 
 Seeing Zeb’s hometown was pretty darn neat-o

But at the Hillcrest Motel we had to drink some Tito’s

There’s so much more to tell, like Muriel and Lowell
 
 And we visited with Joyce, saw some buildings that were old
 
 Had a pizza-chat with Cheryl, and the Dinosaur Park

Thank heavens that we never hit a deer after dark

Well, we saw a lotta stuff and we had a lotta laughs

Road trips with friends are fun and South Dakota kicks ass
 
 Overall I’d say Zeb, thanks for such a great time

Four action-packed days and not a single hate crime!