You toted us as Toddlers to Pre-K and Coeds to College.
We scrambled in. We jockeyed for position.
Sometimes we slept: sometimes we giggled: sometime we argued.
We put dimes in your cassette deck, muddied your upholstery with our snow boots
and soccer cleats.
We scribbled in steamed breath on the windows, sang show tunes, and yes, we
danced.
We grew older so we made sport of you.
Pete fixed what ailed you and shared the double-double secret start up tip.
We reluctantly drove you around town but smiled when our friends recognized The
Whale on the street.
In truth, we were mighty glad of your ample storage when we went to College
In truth, we have a whale-sized affection for the good times had and now leave
behind as a legacy to The Whale.
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