Omaha Recreation

M Marilyn Lott Marilyn Lott
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I was standing in line in Omaha And the guy in front didn’t move Guess I wasn’t paying attention For he seemed unnaturally smooth And then I realized the reason My friend, he wasn’t alive at all He was chiseled so fine and perfect And like so many men he was tall I looked all around where I stood And hoped I hadn’t chattered away To a guy who was real in my imagination But was only a statue display And then I looked around some more There were statues all over the place So my friends and I got real busy And got right into their space If you ever get to Omaha, Nebraska You must go to the Union Station For this is where we found Such delightful recreation!

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