Date:         Fri, 16 Sep 2005 22:58:31 -0500
Reply-To:     Joel Walker <jwalker17@EARTHLINK.NET>
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From:         Joel Walker <jwalker17@EARTHLINK.NET>
Subject:      Frydaye's Fractured Follies ... just when you thought it couldn't
              get any worse ..
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;)
just so you know what this is list all about ...

   A Bus
      by Someone-other-than-Joyce-Kilmer

  I thought that I would never see
    A bigger fool than I could be,
      Someone whose tastes are sim'lar strange
        In transportation speed and range.

  Who, like me, instead of speed,
    Choose cargo volume as a need;
      More room to sleep, perchance to dream,
        With all within, beside a stream.

  And like the Tortoise, not the Hare,
    We won't be hurried getting there;
      But when arrived we are, we think,
        Have kit, caboodle, and kitchen sink.

  Who, like me, instead of miles,
    Would rather count the grins and smiles
      That come from driving day to day
        Four wheels beneath a cargo bay.

  And sit up high above the street,
    To wave at every bus we meet,
      As down the highway and the lanes
        We truck along with sweet refrains.

  I thought that I would never see
    A bigger fool than I could be,
      But lots of folks make quite a fuss
        That only Volkswagen makes a bus. :)

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  I think that I shall never see
     An auto that appeals to me,
  In shape or form, for beast or man,
     As much as a Volkswagen Van.

  It goes Where None Have Gone Before
     And does it with just speeds of four;
  It goes, and with you takes it all
     For creature comforts, big and small;

  It carries on, and ne'er complains
     In Winter's snow or Springtime's rains,
  Or Summer's heat, or Autumn's breeze,
     Although at times, your butt will freeze;

  It lasts the ages, passing down
     From Old to Young, who've newly found
  The sheer delight and sect's appeal
     Of driving in a box on wheels.