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Mile after mile the endless motorway spews out its metal contortions hum your V6 engine rock with impatience under branded lime-green sun strip protectors brimming with breeders of brooding black BMWs 7-seater convertible prowess gleaming off-roaders go faster striped boy-racers silver slick steamroller Range Rovers revving executive supremacy nestled annoyingly behind a Grand Jeep Cherokee all stop in motion by a pedestrian button for a little old lady with shopping, And me. So many people in so many cars gas guzzling un-muzzled bulldogs drooling to be first the excesses of acceleration the freedom to roam to gloat or to garner well you can all stay in line with the press of a button and a finger like mine Moses in green spandex parts the Metal Sea for a little old lady with shopping, And me.
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Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 11:15 AM UTC
The Crossing
Mile after mile the endless motorway spews out its metal contortions hum your V6 engine rock with impatience under branded lime-green sun strip protectors brimming with breeders of brooding black BMWs 7-seater convertible prowess gleaming off-roaders go faster striped boy-racers silver slick steamroller Range Rovers revving executive supremacy nestled annoyingly behind a Grand Jeep Cherokee all stop in motion by a pedestrian button for a little old lady with shopping, And me. So many people in so many cars gas guzzling un-muzzled bulldogs drooling to be first the excesses of acceleration the freedom to roam to gloat or to garner well you can all stay in line with the press of a button and a finger like mine Moses in green spandex parts the Metal Sea for a little old lady with shopping, And me.
DBeard
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DBeard
Scottish
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 11:15 AM UTC
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