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Maverick(Vers libre)

Life for me was vain, trying to get gain
In Peterbilt truck, I’ve had the worst luck

Driving in deep snow, bad tempers do show
Praying the roads clear, very hard to steer

Having a tire low,  over heats will  blows
Many trips are lame, and bosses the same

A trucker’s great fame, stress his middle name
While grinding those gears, on roads never clear

Stresses with no rest, on gear jam express
Old Smoky bear nabs, on the super slabs

Eighteen wheels rolling, not night of bowling 
Super slabs tolling, companies folding

Idea of toll roads, trucks carry whole load
No other reason, government’s treason

You want-a see stress, special men/women pass test
It’s concrete jungle, no room for bungle 

Life isn’t breezy,  for Joe made easy
His loads are made late, from stops at toll gate

`Tis vicious cycle, bless angel Michael
I drove in my sleep, loads on time to keep!!!!

"Dedicated to Joe Dietrich, also a Truck Driver"

For and in Honor of Carolyn Devonshire
And Contest: March Madness

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