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Just 4 play's blog: "Poems"

created on 01/27/2008  |  http://fubar.com/poems/b182164

You got to be kidding me

You Got To Be Kidding… A man was lying in bed with his new girlfriend. After having great sex, she spent the next hour just stroking his penis, something she seemed to love to do. Enjoying it, he turned and asked her, 'Why do you love doing that?' She replied, 'Because I really miss mine.'

Speed On

Speed on, Speed on, Be happy and free. Go find a cop, thats alright with me. While your sitting still, receiving your ticket, I'll be driving by, smile and wave, going the speed limit. You might go unnoticed for years and years. You might think you know how to avoid the law, but when they do catch you, and believe me they will, you'll waste lots of money, while your pay remains small. So, by all means, be happy and free, and when you throw away your money, be sure to throw it at me.
It's about custom paint, lots of chrome, and guts, Never about dangerous roads and constuction, or ugly ruts! It's about big engines, flaming stacks and lots of speed, Never hear about unsafe equipment or what the driver needs. Always talk about super highways and major truck stops, Never about rush hour traffic, road rage or multiple drops. Always hear about the great food and someone's monster steaks, Never about canned food, hot coffee and many fast food breaks. Always about how everyone envies their independence and no clocks, Never about deadlines, narrow city streets or about unsafe docks. Everyone talks about the miles and ability to constantly roam, Nobody thinks about the loinliness, or the weeks away from home. All the talk of the great scenery and the forever-endless sights, Never mentioning forbidden roadways and endless nights. Always take for granted the items in our markets and stores, Never realizing the hours of sacrifice to bring frieght to our dorrs. Thinking of all the miles and the great rate of pay, Not knowing that incide city miles count against that pay. Our cowboys were never heros, Until they were nearly all gone, Now truckers share the same fate, as daily they go on. More paperwork, less cooperation from the customer on down, Yet they keep hauling freight from town to town to town. They run solo, as teams, even as husbands and wives, Both men and women trying every day, to live ordinary lives. Sp next time you see a big rig, covered in mud or snow, Just know that inside you'll find a driver trying to make it go. And when you pass a truck stop, with hundreds of idling trucks, Think about those truckers, sleeping and living in all those trucks. And when you see a big rig, shiny and covered with lots of chrome, Just remember that often that rig cost more than most homes. And when you're behind a big rig and the traffic is driving you mad, Just remember the person driving that rig, is someone's mom or dad. So whatever the route that is taken, or whatever the time of day, GOD bless all the truckers, and keep them safe on thier way.
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