See you in Prague!

Twas a morning before panic mode, and all through the house
not a creature was stirring (i hope to god there's no mouse)

The clothing was sorted in the bedroom with care
In hopes that the visa (and passport) soon would be there....

When down at the front door rang a bell loud and clear
I sprang from the bed to see what was here

And now I can say, as I joyfully skip
"Happy travels for me, in one wonderous trip!"


Waking up and finding my passport at the door was almost as good Christmas.