

She said, "We need some gasoline."
I said,
"Well, ain't that strange?
We passed three perfectly good stations Till that beaver called our names."
Clean bathrooms, Beaver Nuggets,
Beef jerky
by the pound.
Buc-ee's has a way of turning "Passing through" to "settling down."
She finds a magnet with this store's name,
Like she does at every stop.
Our refrigerator's out of Texas; Now we're working toward the top.
Clean bathrooms, Beaver Nuggets,
Candied pecans, warm and sweet.
I came in here to stretch my legs; Now I need another
receipt.
You can contemplate the jerky,
You can give those shirts a look.
But move your car when you're done fueling—
That's the shortest sermon in the book.
Clean bathrooms, Beaver Nuggets,
One more bag before we go.
She says, "We've got enough beef jerky."
I say, "Darlin', how'd you know?"
Take your time inside that wonder,
But don't park at the pump.
"That fellow's been there forty minutes.
I believe he's shopping for a home."