It's a Poem:

We could hop on a plane,

Go someplace maybe,

Laugh as we are our parent's bane.



We could go for a walk,

Watching birds fly by,

Yell and scare away a flock.



We could run,

Fast and strong away from home,

It might be fun



We could get in trouble,

Our wrongful deeds,

Just perform a couple.



We could get away,

get a job and lots of money,

or simply we could stay.



We could.