Not much time to write right,
Just enough time to "catch a phrase"
Hello mother, hello farther: travel well
He had a "wheel" malfunction,
It was serious enough that he couldn't get rolling
How's that, working out?
Oh, that light jogging and running,
All that effort and not even being chased
She thinks she knows, but she doesn't; no, no
Well, that's all he wrote
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