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Harrison's Ford (

My ride broke down again yesterday I guess until I can afford to have it fixed, I will thumb my way I don't want to lose my job, so I can't miss work Missing days upsets my boss, that's one of his quirks If I make through Friday, I will pop a cork I got a ride today in Harrison's Ford Quite the ride, smells like used diapers It began to rain, windshield blurry, no wipers The seat was a park bench welded to the floor All we're missing is feeding the Pigeons in Harrison's Ford He talked non-stop about everything that wasn't important at all He's a safe driver, so he pulled over to make a call He started telling the person on the phone the same thing he just told me Then he talked about his water on the knee At guess getting to work is at his own accord It is a torturous event riding in Harrison's Ford This excursion caused me to be late A journey of pleasure? This is a debate I am going to leave before sunrise to ensure I won't be late Walk the distance or use my pair of roller skate Or cut across the lake on a boogie board Whatever it takes to avoid a ride in Harrison's Ford

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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