“Up am down we go” Gun Roswell
Up and down
On this merry escalator
I am flowing against the waiters
I am not in a hurry
And there is no sign of worry
On my face or my body
As I am ascending and smiling
As up and down I am riding
I don’t really have a goal
Nor am I in a search of my soul
I just ride the mobile stairs
Fro the fun of it each and every day
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My country-reared kids used to whoop and holler riding the escalators when we visited my parents in a more urban area. We always scheduled time for a visit to the mall so they could ride them. This post brought back happy memories.
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