Bad Poetry for the Saturday Trek

It's up to Evanston we go
To escape the Boilers' woes
Rented van we will board
To slip past the hoard
of black and gold
samely clad foes...

Stow and go back seat
Makes this dad's day complete
Shove in that used couch
Watch for that corner, ouch!
Bandaged back from Evanston we go.

Up to Evanston we go
Women's Christian Temperance..hell no!
Stop in Merrillville
Baker's Square, some swill
Hey, watch out for deer-y
Eyes mighty blear-y
It's back from Evanston slow.