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“Thanks for the ride.” I often say. With no car and only a bike or a bus To get me around. If my friends (or even strangers at times) Will give me rides I can only Say I’m blessed. I hate those contraptions that Buzz around. So cut off from others unlike a bus, Yet so fast unlike a bike. It can take you anywhere unlike a bus. I’m in love with cars just like every other American, But please cut down on the greenhouse gases For the future. I still hate cars. Maybe even those that have them think the same.
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
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“Thanks for the ride.” I often say. With no car and only a bike or a bus To get me around. If my friends (or even strangers at times) Will give me rides I can only Say I’m blessed. I hate those contraptions that Buzz around. So cut off from others unlike a bus, Yet so fast unlike a bike. It can take you anywhere unlike a bus. I’m in love with cars just like every other American, But please cut down on the greenhouse gases For the future. I still hate cars. Maybe even those that have them think the same.
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
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