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Dear Tom and Ray,

Here is a poem I wrote. In case you can't figure it out, it is about cars.

Regards,
Bruce Clemens

P.S. Love your show.



Dinosaur Breath
by Bruce Clemens

Belching fumes from ages past
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.
Fouling air to an orange-brown cast
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.

Splattered critter, wild instincts bred
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.
Oh, you weren't ready for the Michelin tread
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.

Plundering deep, we fouled our shores
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.
For one more trip to the Safeway stores
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.

Pampered comfort, blissful alone
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.
'Til shrieking crash mangles flesh and bone
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.

Tortured Earth, tons of gore
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.
How much longer 'til we say no more!
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.
Dinosaur breath, rolling death.



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