White Sand

I'm pretty sure that there is only one road through White Sand's New Mexico.

And near the dunes this Poet met a Paul and he had no need to rob peter!

Because this Paul was passing happiness with in his hand shake,

We smiled said kind things I said god speed he had said god bless

And like that we parted ways, With the soothing head change in mind

Accomplished, Dunes were rolled down! Passed happiness Exit equals

Possibly under video surveillance , Most likely due to the missile testing men.