There once was a fly of butter
Whose love for a truck was quite nutter
He thought love would last
‘Til it gave him the gas
Thrown off to the clouds heart a-flutter
There once was a dog named Steve,
Whose journey you’d not believe.
From his four, fleet feet,
To his mountain retreat,
All the wild a wolf could conceive.
Photo courtesy of Russ Lathrop
Inspired by the Writing 201 Prompt: Journey