As I watched the verdant and green countryside roll by outside the window on the train, I turned to Dan and said "Dude! Do you realize what we are doing this very minute???" Without looking up from the book he was reading, Dan said "No, what?" I began to pump my arms back and forth like a steam engine's wheels, "Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express, "Don't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express, "They're taking us to Marrakesh. "All on board the traaaain!" Looking up from his book with a deadpan expression on his face, Dan said, "Do not EV-VER sing that again!" Smiling to myself, I looked outside at the neatly demarcated plots of vegetables interspersed with patches of yellow daisies, tiny red poppies, and prickly pear fences. We arrived
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