rolling past behind him in an old
Ford pickup the bearded driver yelled You must live a charmed life, man! he laughed heartily
Yathink
he was crossing six
lanes of trafficquickstepping through the fourthwaved to a woman driver who hesitantly
went left behind him he waved the book he
was reading in thanks and the paper he tucked inside it to jot notes slippedout
fell onto the road she steered right a
bit not to run it overhe went left behind her the paper folded used its wings to skipup the road away from him he gave chasecaught it stompedsnagged it and standingup he was coollyamazed there
was no traffic
except
for the Ford
casually he tucked the paper at
the back of the book and finished strolling across the street
Yathink
Howbout tha I can scarcely
believe it
Aint a soul gonna
believe me if I tell em
Aah
but you don tell tales
I don unless I preface it tha I am
Youll have to start this one You wouldnt
believe it but . . .
If you werent with mehere with me
an I told ya woudya believe me
I woud because unexpected things
happen to you on the regular
Im a fan
You are
Thawas ridiculously unexpected
Woudave thought I mightave been kissin the grill of distracted driver
who only saw thathe light was green not
some cat stooped over in the road
Charmed
Im somethinged
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29 6. 23
409preferred, reggaefriday,
30 6. 23
Murder by Death ‘52Ford
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