Greetings from Florida

(tune: Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh,
Alan Sherman(1963))

Hello children, little Mia,
Here we are at the Vistana.
The trip south was quite exhausting,
But we hear people back home are still defrosting.

We went driving through Virginia,
It’s no place for a beginner.
First you're flying, then you’re crawling
As you watch the car’s gas gauge just keep on falling.

All the highways are under construction
Or there is some crash obstruction.
And other cars are much faster.
Weaving through the lanes just inches from disaster

Now don’t think other states are better;
Every place has a pace setter.
You’re passed by trucks hauling double
And if you go the speed limit, you cause trouble

Far from home, in sunny Orlando,
Far from home, hablas Esperanto?
We may leave here, sooner or later,
If the pool has an alligator.

Far from home, we fought to get here for so long
And pushed through the traffic throng.
Oh, maybe we’ll just stay,
We’ve had a very nice day.

Northern children, back at home there,
How’s your local weather compare?
We may come home, if you miss us,
Or if the weather here gets too repetitious.

Wait a minute, hurricane warning,
And it's only fifty this morning.
We have paid for this vacation
But even Florida has its limitation.