Going by our house each day,
I see the people pass our way.
There are cars, yes, lots of those,
going downtown, I suppose.
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The mailman comes mid afternoon.
(Mom says he often comes too soon.)
He goes from our house to next door,
and then, I think, he goes some more.
The school bus goes by early.
(The driver's hair is curly.)
I see a fire truck going past.
It's really, really going fast.
Copyright © 2000, David Austin
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