When my house starts to get a little dreary
I know every dust bunny and I’m tired of talking to Siri
I hop on the mac with my fingers flying
And click and scroll until I’m tired trying
To find the perfect AirB&B
“Over one-fifty? Just for one night.”
My mom nods, doesn’t put up a fight.
So I insert “dog friendly”
Into the search frenzy.
Find the one that’s not fake
By a river, pool, or lake
So I pack my bags, stuff in treats
And in the car I kick back my feet.
I stroke my puppy in utter delight
I’m staying somewhere else, this is alright!
I’m heading to the perfect AirB&B
I look around, and make sure it fenced,
Then I clip off my puppy’s leash and she sprints
All around the perfect AirB&B
We drive on down to the little town center
I look around at the shops, they’re a treasure!
I bite down into the crunchy fried chicken
And listen to the humming sounds of the crickets
I feel safe and warm in the big log cabin
And while I’m watching my show I’m clappin’
Then when the morning comes
It’s a nice day, and I don’t want to leave from
The perfect AirB&B