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Come one, come all ~ stand up and call,
the ramrod's junk yard, car part's maul
piled low, so you can come n' get
that car like yours, compare the fit!

The Auto Industry's the purge
the ads, the hustle, we endure
the price of gas, make farmers serve
big oils perusal, create more dirge!

The play backs handle, no reserve
just piece and part, your credit's curve
has just run out ~ with lost conserve,
the Auto has it ~ last call's nerve!



Please note ~ Today in NEBRASKA, a group of husky, Big Red Ranchers
are opposing one of the largest Oil/Gas producers in the World.  These
wonderful home town persons have stood together in this on-going dispute
about "land" rights.  Get this - the Ranchers have owned the Land, since
Day "one", that is called Grandfather rights!  We are plagued with "junk
Car lots" a reminder of how paralyzed we are by Car Dealers, and the Big
Oil "you need it" mind set.  WHAT WOULD YOU DO, IF YOU WERE a 3rd
and 4th GENERATION RANCHER, and THE BIG GUYS SHOVED YOU AROUND!
PLEASE COMMENT  We need the ACTION!  EARTH DAY ~ April 22, 2013!
Go to www.boldnebraska.com and "object with us!"

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