It's never really that I want to leave,
Just sometimes that I have to go away.
I think it's quite important you believe
That I would much prefer to spend each day
Close enjambed with you than take this bus
Three long, unbroken hours out of town,
So even though I may not rant and cuss,
Imagine I am feeling rather down
About this stern requirement that I
For varied reasons show myself to be
In far Chicago. Think that every sigh
That you in prior days had heard from me
Now speaks of sadness at our separation:
This is very busmanlike vacation.
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