ode to Suess

How can I get home again,

Back to where you are?

A plane, the train, a motorbike,

a boat, a bike, a car?

Perhaps I'll ride a camel,

or a willing, quick emu?

Maybe a silky palaquin,

will get me back to you.

A dog sled, or a rocket,

a rickshaw I could take.

Watch the scenery go by

until I reach your gate.

A submarine, a mountain bike,

or maybe something rare?

A fancy magic carpet ride

to fly me through the air.

Know that I am coming,

and soon I will be there.

I just have to make the choice,

by road or sea or air.