Bernie, I said, they'll never make that money back.

While in the shower, I composed some odes to my favourite methods of movement.

Oh public transportation!
You cool and shiny beast;
If you were made of juicy foods
Then I would have a feast!

Oh you, my pair of precious legs,
Right down there near the floor!
If I were not so disinclined,
I'd walk to Tipper Gore!

Thank you, thank you, and don't forget to buy the T-Shirt!
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Rightio, back to the work.