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At rush hour in any town, people race,
people frown, bloody hell they'd knock
you down, like soldier ants on a quest,
from here to there no time to rest,
catch a bus, catch a train, stand in
line in the rain, bumper to bumper on
the motorway, all work no play, traffic
jam, 4 hour delay, fast movers, slow
takers, lonely hearts and home makers,
a race, a relay, same tomorrow, replay.
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Posted: Jun 2010

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gnj4u
Hi, optimisticme,
rush hour...4 hour delay, the modern-day life oxymoron. Life's quest: how to get out of that round-about! Thank you for sharing.
Redex
Great poem loved it, makes me appreciate being retired, got off that bus and enjoy a stroll now.handshake
jazzy75
Nicely expressed!motorcycle
tomboygirl
I like it,nice style.
agoodguy2have
i'd comment but i gotta. go......
hedistuff
suspended civilization.....
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