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Over the Limit

Would-be cowboy in his car
Stepping on the gas
Wondering if he'll make it far
As he spots the overpass

Mustang approaching two-oh-8
Begins to feel it rise
Noting that the hour grows late
Within the starlit skies

"Major Tom to ground control
Did you track that fucking thing?
I saw it rock and saw it roll
And swear I heard some cowboy sing..."
Written by crowfly
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