The Streets of Tacoma by Clifton53


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The Song Challenge: The Case of the Cheerio Highwayman -- TACOMA, Washington (AP) -- Seven-yearr-old Perley King got into big trouble for driving off in his sister's car in search of his favorite cereal. But he's getting his Cheerios. Early on April 1, while other family members slept, Perley and his dog, Bear, climbed into the car. Relying on skills learned at a computer game, the boy drove three miles in search of a food store. In his drive to fame, Perley navigated some of the city's busiest streets by alternately stepping on the gas pedal, then climbing on the seat to steer, chugging along toward the food store. The spin landed Perley in hot water, but also earned him television appearances and buckets of newspaper ink. His single-minded devotion to his favorite breakfast cereal will also have material rewards. Representatives from Minnesota-based General Mills planned to visit Perley, his parents, Dwayne and Jeanne King, and six brothers and sisters at their Tacoma home this week. It means Perley can look forward to a year's supply of Cheerios and other surprises. He also may receive a new bicycle. "So he'll never have to drive to the store again," said General Mills spokeswoman Liv Lane.

The Streets of Tacoma by Clifton53

As I drove around in the streets of Tacoma
Me and the Bear, was just lookin' for grub
I was feelin' quite hungry, but that's a misnoma
I was Jonsin' for Cheerios and that's the truth Bub

For the milk and the crunch I would drive to Biloxi
And the Bear, he don't care, he just wants to go
For a boy of just seven, I am pretty foxy
So I set out this morning a'drivin' real slow

Three miles downtown and my search it was over
That bright yellow box calls my name as I glance
And back through the traffic, that big car, I wove her
If your treadin' on thin ice you might as well dance

Well me and the Bear got our asses quite reddened
Though the pain on Dad's face showed a glimmer of pride
And Mom was just glad that we didn't get deadened
And my sister said 'good for ya' as they tanned up my hide

So don't drive around the streets of your city
Unless my good friends, you're at least 9 or 10
For I was too young, and more is the pity
In a couple more years I will try it again