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Feb 2022
Once upon a time
No comfort combined
A bus was the start being the Stagecoach
But the Stagecoach doesn’t get my vote
There was Dust that made any traveler choke
Hilly Frontier
Are we there yet in Preserver?
Rainy Days and Nights during violet Thunderstorms
Lightning flash
Stuck in a stagecoach with no dash
However, did I mention how Indians would stagecoach attack
Perhaps John Wayne would fit this track
However, you can history back in fact
Stagecoach travel through the countryside
It did wonders on one’s backside
From destination to destination
Stagecoach travel for me would be a hesitation
Passengers had to take in the bumps
Lead me to the next Saloon
I hope I arrive soon
There were times the stagecoach was a praying event
Now look where time went
This is stagecoach 101 I present
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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