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Tuesday, November 30, 2010
No Cigar
Such a thankful word is 'close'
Injected with a potent dose
Of beaming joy and giddy cheer
Churned within from passing near
The zooming car or thund'ring truck
How great it feels to not be struck!
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By Turtle Shell
A thanksgiving meditation on highway cycling.
Such a thankful word is 'close'
Injected with a potent dose
Of beaming joy and giddy cheer
Churned within from passing near
The zooming car or thund'ring truck
How great it feels to not be struck!
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By Turtle Shell
A thanksgiving meditation on highway cycling.
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