On the Dash

Hit the road, the dash begins,

No telling where this journey spins,

On any day, the game’s a surprise,

Open the app, catch the high-times.

Slow mornings, quiet streets,

Waiting for the next big beat,

In this ride, in this zone,

Every mile, a story known.

From hot pizzas to secret snacks,

Every delivery, no turning back,

Anticipate that rush, that thrill,

Big fish orders, wait for the fill.

Drive, dash, through the night,

Chasing dreams in neon light,

Some days calm, some days wild,

Living that DoorDash life style.

Out of bounds, across the town,

Boundaries set but rarely drown,

Rapid-fire, orders fly,

Hands on wheels, eyes on sky.

Landmarks change, streets blend,

Every shift, a chance to transcend,

Hoping for that hefty score,

Fifty bucks, maybe more.

Drive, dash, through the night,

Chasing dreams in neon light,

Some days calm, some days wild,

Living that DoorDash life style.

Waiting patiently or in a sprint,

Every move, a hint of glint,

Stay ready, keep the hope,

For that order, the next big rope.

So here we go, into the unknown,

On this journey all our own,

From slow days to rapid fire,

Fueled by dreams and deep desire.