a poem for approbation   
      
   some buy their tickets and take their seats on the train/but others take a   
   seat on the tracks in pouring rain/   
      
   you don't have to pay for caltrain to take you out/it'll do it for free, let   
   the engineer pout.   
      
   we know that pills won't work, they'll pump your guts and smile/but after   
   caltrain hits, they'll gather you in a pile.   
      
   under that radiant golden state sky/turn up your face to sun and fear not to   
   die.   
      
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