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A stop and go, massive, slow, congested, TRAFFIC-JAM
right outside, of Barstow, California, here in the Desert, , movin, stopping, movin, and stopping, an INCH--a--MINUTE---and--here--writing--I-AM


To, ALL, I give. Very--FARE-WARNING---and--CAUTION--as, if you are going to  Travel, by--Greyhound-BUS
Just, BE-FLEXIBLE--and--don't, BE--IN--a--HURRY--or--RUSH


On the BUS, you have to EXPECT, the--UNEXPECTED
and when things go--ASTRAY--as, they may, dont get hurt, angry, and--FEEL--NEGLECTED


For me, the Mode of Transportation, it's just--very-VERY-very--CHEAP,
so to me, I sit back, and I write, and for me it's JUST, a good great, and grand--Adventure--and--I--smile, and write, and write, and write, and hum,Myself--and--don't--say--a--word--or--PEEP


I let all of the other--FOLKS--on, the BUS, do the--TALKIN--and--COMPLAINING
as for me I'm just a busy writin and a reflecting, and--a--new--POEM--here--ARRANGING


By John d JUNGERS
10th of DECEMBER 2017


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A traffic jam