Itinerary
I''m doing the speed limit.
Pass me if you dare,
It's on purpose that I'm within it,
my itinerant confrere.
Reconsider your position.
Please stay off my back side,
I'm in the labor force too,
Let's be safe ; enjoy the ride.
The harvest is abundant
the laborers are mighty few,
Stick around,
The Lord may still need you.
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