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The Predicament
The rain is falling with such voracity as I poke my head outside to peek. The wind is blowing so hard I find it difficult to speak. The wind just shut my door it took it from my hand. What will I do I ponder as I stand? I tried to open my door but I couldn’t get a grip. As I tried to turn the handle but my hand would only slip. While I stand here wondering what to do. There’s not a dry spot on my body I’m soaked clean through and through. All the doors and windows are locked what a predicament I’m in. The wind is getting cold I have icicles on my chin. Talk about luck the rain is turning to ice. Man I wish I hadn’t of stuck my head out I’d be in my house all warm and nice. Even if I broke a window the burglar bars would keep me out. Ramming the door would not suffice for it’s much to stout. And to my nearest neighbor who is only eight miles away. I holler and I holler but he doesn’t hear a thing I say. I see a car coming down my lane. I hope it’s not my imagination, I hope I’m still sane. Well lucky me he saw my wave. And as he passed me by a wave he gave. Now I’m getting real upset. And a few choice words to him was let. Wait a second what was that buzz, buzz, buzz? Why it’s my alarm clock waking me up, it was, it was, it was. Boy that was a nightmare I just had. I’m happy it’s over I’m mighty glad.
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