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Dec 2015
It was the hour being the mile
It was all that during while
Headlights flashing to passing hound bus fellows
The Greyhound bus in taking passengers in destinations being direct
After all it’s the Greyhound bus in the ride you would expect
The motor coach engineer being the Greyhound driver in tipping his hat
Driving with precision and smoothness like a moving cat
No matter what the storm its Greyhound in don’t be alarmed as we will push on
It’s the highway with routes where Greyhound belongs
But what matters most
It’s Greyhound moving coast to coast
Now this is something that passengers do boast
It’s those Greyhound wheels ever moving to arrive
Lean back in the reclining seat in strive
Greyhound will take you where you want to go
No bones about it, the stretched Greyhound dog being the flow
Departure from which all the origin all began
A travel buddy until the very end
Into the night
No need to feel uptight
The new Hound blue oh what a sight
A Greyhound Driver who knows how to be polite
The Hound bus travelling in Fog makes sure the headlights shine bright
Go Greyhound, relax and close your eyes because you are riding in style with a lean back good night.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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