Down at the Uhaul

The day arrives, as any other but I'll tell you this my brother the lines are long singing the song of a Uhaul in, the summer Trailers that are for rent some of the frames may be bent arriving in time, feeding the line of a Uhaul just, after lent Better to get the insurance just to get an assurance those dents and those scrapes it gives you escapes so in court you'll make no appearance

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