Road trip vacations could have been the worst,
But we had Stinky Pinkies and Padiddles
With trucker honks and I Spy interspersed,
And in the desperate times, we played at riddles.

But as we grew, our games also matured
To “In My Pants” and “Who’d You Rather Kiss.”
But from these callow pastimes I was lured
By golden promises of lasting bliss.

For when I first heard Yellow Car described,
In which the yellow cars are pointed out
With non-car targets thoroughly proscribed;
A never-ending, never-winning bout.

As long as people drive, then here we are
Always engaged in playing Yellow Car.

Inspiration: Cabin Pressure, Ottery St. Mary