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[title] => TIME TRAVELER’S ADVENTURES #2
[time] => 2012-01-26 10:49:02
[hometext] => A Faith Based Series
[bodytext] =>  My second trip had me baffled, as nothing looked normal to me. I observed lots of horses and buggy’s, and Cobblestone roads lined by trees. I stepped out of my time machine, and approached a building called Ford! I wondered if I should enter there, so I did, wiping my feet on a board. Inside the door I was surprised, to find a play now in progress. I looked around at the sights and sounds as a strange man was regressing. He walked up the stairs to the balcony, where someone was wearing a top hat. Then I heard a pop from where I know not, And that man ran away just like that! I remembered from my history class that a silk covered top hat was worn, By a beloved President who was shot, Oh how the nation did mourn! Then I wished that I had come just a few minutes before this grim sight. For I had witnessed history, on this wretched cold blooded night! So, I went to my time machine, and attempted to get out of there. Perhaps I could go if I made it go slow, to stop that assassin somewhere! So, I went on in time but was traveling blind, as I stopped not where I thought. I did go on ahead, a short time instead, to where that assassin was caught! I’ve learned now over and over again, that I can never change time. I’m only allowed to witness it, and record it again, now in rhyme. For had I warned the President, what changes would come from our past? Would we still be a nation now, or would our proud way of life last? I’ve got to take my time machine home, and overhaul all the controls. And in my garage I know I can find, all the needed springs and coils. So if you don’t ever hear from me, because the repairs take such time, Then I will travel forward so you, can travel with me on your dime! I will take cash or credit cards, and gold, but I’ll never take checks. If you try to pay with diamonds, I guess it’s o.k. what the heck! There’s no guarantee we’ll ever return, if you go you must sign a waiver. If you have a fear when you pay oh dear, perhaps you should just become braver! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 107 [topic] => 40 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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