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ZIPPING ALONG
Come ride with me in my yellow club car,
We won't go very fast or very far,
Just down to feed the chicken flock
Through the horses and across the lot.
It makes the going easier by far,
Such a pleasure to ride in my club car.
Zipping in, zipping out, here, there, about
My club car makes me gleefully shout!
In the rain it is the thing,
Makes getting the mail a fling.
Opening my electric gate,
Out we go at a not so fast rate.
Its parked just out+side my door,
Ready at a moments notice to go.
To visit neighbors where I couldn't walk before.
Or to look for a lost dog and much, much more
THANKS, to my five wonderful kids,
Who do for me as I once for them did.
November 4, 1998
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