Once there was a tire, so round and bright,
That rolled across the desert day and night.
It rolled so far, with such strong might,
That it crossed the deserts, plains, and heights.
2
The tire rolled into a bustling city,
That seemed to sparkle, so very pretty.
The tire traveled down its roads so gritty,
And rolled on, day and night, so witty.
3
The tire rolled on, to a small town,
Where folks waved and greeted it with a frown.
The tire moved along without a sound,
Until it reached the other side of town.
4
The tire went on and on, so wide,
Rolling through the countryside.
It bumped and grooved, and it swayed and glided,
Rolling through fields and forests side by side.
5
The tire rolled on, through day and night,
Until it reached the other side of sight.
It rolled and bumped, and it twisted and turned,
Forever rolling, forever to learn.
6
The tire rolled on, back and forth,
Through all of America, from east to west.
It kept on rolling, without any rest,
Until it had seen the entire country's best.
