I rarely use the drive-through lane;
It’s not convenient, but a pain
’Cause when I’m at the
My stubby arms will come up short.
I’ve been through this so many tries:
I’ll drop the money or the fries.
My grasping fingers at the brink
More oft than not will spill the drink.
And add the fact that I’m a klutz —
To try a few more times is nuts!
So let the drive-through work its charms
On others blessed with longer arms.