I finally missed a week because I am wandering around the Pacific northwest but I did the theme prompt from last week on the way people perceive me and I got the Fourth of July in and the penalty proud of saying it’s me and of course it happened last week between Barstow and Bakersfield. Those amish guys were amazing it was actually a serpentine belt and the driver just happened to have an extra one. Same song different words.
Nial
From Barstow to Bakersfeild
Took a slow train to Barstow
Only eight hours late
Then the big bus to Bakersfield
They’ll just have to wait
Some call me a hippie
But my neck’s pretty red
I can sleep on a park bench
Or a four poster bed
As the bus breaks down
My stolen moments
In Mojave in the heat
Luckily we had five Amish boys
Sitting in the backseat
They ran up front
And the bus driver
Handed them a part
They had it fixed in 30 minutes
Those guys were pretty smart
It’s me, it’s typical
When things go wrong
Everything works out fine
It’s me it’s typical
I just wander along
Until it coincides
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