A Travel Snob



I travel far and wide these days

   And never get my fill

And in some fine hotels I've stayed

   The company pays the bill



Now I've come to see my folks

   A Thanksgiving holiday

But there are a few things missing

   I've come to expect these days



I miss the little shower cap

   And the sewing kit

It makes no sense to steal a towell

   They'd gladly give me it



With members of my family

   The bathroom I must share

No maid will come to make the bed

   Or put fresh towells in there



But even though amenities

   Accustomed to I've grown

However good the service is

   There is no place like home.
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