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Money From Heaven
My father-in-law, Frank was a man that loved to shop, We were two peas in a pod, we shopped til we dropped. One spring day we decided to shop out of town, We shopped best without my husband around. We left my husband happily on his tractor on our land, Then set off for a shopping day oh so grand! The sun was shining, and we had Sinatra for the ride. We couldn’t have picked a better day if we had tried! We had lunch and then shopped in all the stores, Happy we weren’t at home stuck doing the chores. We started to get tired and decided to leave. Then walked outside to a sight we couldn’t believe. It was a mini tornado and not a soul to be found, But the strangest thing was the money blowing around. Money was falling from the sky, and our hands and feet were flying. It was like a dream… catching the money was intensely gratifying. We informed the store about the cash from above, Then counted the money in the car we were so undeserving of. A man knocked on the window when we were counting the dough, It was about seventy-five bucks the wind fortuitously bestowed. The man said to Frank, “ Oh sir you forgot one,” and handed him a five. Frank took the five, said “God bless you,”…and I wanted to hide. Later my husband scolded, “You should have given him the five, it wasn’t yours to keep!” Frank replied, “What the hell, it wasn’t his either, God dropped it at my feet!”
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