If I swears to God
Dat me an’ A-rod.
Is off dah dope…
Cause we say nope.
To swangin’ rope.
Like Lance Armstrong.
When shits this real,
You gotta know dah deal
Is to finish up as fast as U can.
U cannot be an also ran.
Gotta run yer own clan.
Gets ta be yer own man.
Atta boy now…
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Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com