She puts the vehicle into full gear
And puts the music on high.
All the windows are rolled down.
Her shades are on,
And in her opinion,
The weather's perfect.
As she speeds down the road
(Just within the speed limit)
A scenery of palm trees pass her by,
As the humid wind brushes back her hair
And carresses the skin
On her face and bare shoulders
The car stops in the parking lot
Of a Mexican restaurant-
A personal favorite of hers
She strides inside.
She takes off her shades
Before she is seated.
She orders the speciality-
She loves trying new things.
After she eats
She gets back in the vehicle
And the whole thing happens again