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     This trip was no fun.

     I'm glad it's done.

     Yes, that is true.  

     I'm glad it's through.

     I'm no longer alone.  I'm going home.

     No longer am I cold to the bone.

     I'm this city getting out.  It makes me want to scream and shout.

     Over, is this trip, a chocolate milk sip.

    A dream come true, I'm no longer blue.  It's true.

    This trip's done.  Now, I can have fun.