This is a story about a girl we know.

Her name is Anna - She is flat - That is so.

To begin her adventure she had to fly From Lambert Airport in St. Louis into the sky.

She was accompanied by five grandmas

Not all hers, but just because

They flew to Phoenix, AZ

And buckled in, Anna had to be.

 

We stayed in Sedona with red rocks all around,

We drove over roads that snaked and wound.

On our return we stopped to visit Hucaby Trail

Then Granma Nancy held Anna up to see

Anna's not as tall as anyone's knee!

Grandma Hildy held Anna who looked a little pale

The Grand Canyon is deep and wide,

Anna clung carefully to the side