'Twas the night before trip day and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, 'cept me and my spouse.
Our bags, neatly packed, stand ready to go
and we are just hoping the Uber guy will show.
We will go to bed early and try to sleep fast
While vizions of conveyors belts keep moving past.
Will our suitcases be there, will they ever arrive?
We will be up at 4 and ready by 5.
Our driver will come and off we will go.
Will we get there on time? Will our driver be slow?
Will it all come together, as smooth as can be?
I'm going to bed now. We'll just wait and see.
His, mine
and ours, ready to go.
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