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Truckin' (Free verse) by INTRANSIT Sunup, winter,Vail pass, Colorado
Following three bullracks
Drivers singing,
exchanging lines over the two way radio:
Roger Millers, King of the road
Up the ladder:
C a n n i b a l
Down the ladder:
Broken Hearted
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Posted: July 22, 2003 5:32 AM PDT; Last modified: July 26, 2003 4:29 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.230521 Overall Rank: 4224 Comments:
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Mr Pig @ 195.92.168.164
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22-Jul-03/11:16 AM
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A wondrous insight in to your job, I bet your a cool trucker.8
What's a bullrack?
Clean and sharp. "Three bullracks (?) [exchanging] lines over the two way" is great. Plural kings? Quibble, quibble, nit, pick (hey, it's what I do). I like the haiku-like approach you took here.
bullracks are aluminum-sided farm animal hauler type thingys.
A trailer used for transporting farm animals. The (drivers?) were singing one line at a time. I dislike my job. It has its moments though. Thanks for the input. home soon. will try to fix.
I likes me ribs for supper.
Jack knifing through the sky. Cafes with pumpkin pie.
I thought that wine might help my redux. apparently not. bleh.
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