Mr. Baxter loves car rides
He hops inside and then he hides
Below his blanket, I see a claw
Coming from his tiny paw
I turn the key and we’re like “vroom”
He has his seat and all that room
Laying down, his head held low
Until I open the window
He pops right up, paws inside
Looks at other things that ride
Other cars, they look, they saw
And every time they’re all like “aww”
Yup, he does, he loves car rides
Guess they make him glad insides
Funny, tis, watching him tick
To have a tiny, four-legged sidekick
How the World Should Work 