I know I'm just a kid, but there's a pain which I have to rid. I need to abscond, to the land of bleach-blondes, so I'll go to Cali, or forever remain wishing I did

From Create Your Own Story

So you packed a bag,

For safety, included a Mag.

Although it's only a game controller,

Babies in a stroller,

will fear it, cry and gag.

Wait until you can buy a fag,

A gun is shaped as a zag.

So you'll get that,

and pray there's no black cat

That you'll end up wanting to tag.

Now for your method of transportation,

to your reasonably distant destination

Will it be a train?

Or mass with people in a plane?

Well, find one with less distraction.

Be a bird with wings, wonder as the engine sings. But you have to decide the place, that you'll ride in the face, of parents and kings.