My wheels are set in motion
By the tastiest of grooves
I can't even place where it's from
All I know, is that it moves
Rolling North, to the bridge
I dodge trolls as I go
Searching for cleaner climes
And a will to make it so
Green towers greet my horizon
As I approach their arched grace
Two miles long and counting
Encompassing time and space
Looking down through the grates
As my tires make a song
The grey choppy waters
Jump and dance in a throng
No fudgies to slow me this time of year
I roll further north
The white unkown beckoning
Even as my heart wavers back and forth
Someday I'll just keep going
To see what that Hudson Bay is all about
Up into the tundra
But for now I chicken out
Running off and seeing this corner of the earth
Is always just a few priorities away
Maybe always until it's too late
It stays under the heading "Someday"
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