Getaway vehicles of every kind,
Help me escape from out of my mind,
To get on one I am resigned,
Such marvellous pieces of product design.

Oh what a joy to get on a bus,
Avoiding all the blustery gusts,
Getting to the airport is a must,
Opon a vehicle you can surely trust.

Lifting up, it’s never the same,
Istanbul, Greece, France or Spain,
Escape into the air, there is no shame,
On getaway vehicles you shall remain.

Released from history up you soar,
Hope to avoid the pain some more,
Sights and sounds leave you agape,
but from your mind there is no escape.