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In california, living near the noisy freeway
now at 0516--   In the morning, the traffic sounds louder and louder as people are busy getting to work and school, traveling now speedily early on this new day

The freeway has a pulse, a rhythm, and a rhyme
it is a race to get to where you are going on time

As time goes by fast
 The speedily traffic, moving quickly smoothly and fast not  for very long.  will prolong and last

As every mnute clicks, and ticks away
more and more commuters are getting along there way

The freeways getting more and more congested
some drivers are late and recklesly speed swirl, and turn in front of others , dangerously they are late, and sooner  or latter will be,  pulled over to get a ticket, so well deserved ad. arrested

As the time ticks  away, 
nervously people joining the traffic flow, late are trying to speed to work or school, on this california, same old same old busy day

And its monday too
most drivers are starting there work week today, brand new, with the Monday, working blues

With th freeway traffic, if your moving before 0600. AM
your moving pretty, smoothly and flowing then

But the majority of people, wait every mornng to make the same mistake
they sleep in as late as they can, then join the freeway traffic all at once, and inch , by inch they move in short bursts, minute by minute-accelerating, then  brake, trying not to be late

So if you. Want  to get to where you are going, and you dont want to be late
you better gas up, the night before, get prepared and squared away, think and plan ahead, get on the freeway, before 0600" dont risk being late, drive to your destination,, get there on time, change your fate

By john d jungers
28. March. 2016


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In california, living near the freeway