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Traveled through the days
The weeks and months
It was a great ride
A notable one
Time to alight

Some roads were smooth and jolly
Some were narrow and risky
Some were rough and grubby
Some were hilly and bumpy
Some were valley and gully

Not without the times of flat tires
Bumper bashing
Rude traffic jams
Stops at service stations
Mechanic maintenance

The moments at U turns
Sharp bends
T and Y junctions
Cross roads

Some days were slows and draggy
Moderate and normal
Racing and sprinting
Wild and reckless
Cautious and careful

There were days of cloudy and rainy rides
Muddy and flood rides
Dusty and hazy rides
Dewy and darky rides
Bright and sunny rides

Some days were horrible
Some days were heavy
Some days were light
Some days were deliberate
Some days were fabulous

As we alight this ride today
Haven gotten to the end of this year’s journey
We can only be grateful and thankful
That through it all
It was a memorable 2018

2019 ride almost ready to take off
Let’s have a safe and a smooth ride all the way

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