A Rainy Day Rant
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I was bringing in my groceries in the pouring rain.
My efforts to stay dry were just in vain.
Trip after trip I made, and I got soaking wet.
Then a thought came to mind I wanted to forget.
My ex used to bring in all the groceries from the car.
That was a lifetime ago, a memory from afar.
Now that the thought had crept in my mind,
I became infuriated by his act so kind.
I was thoroughly drenched, and it was all his fault!
That recollection was not worth a grain of salt.
I muttered under my breath in a cathartic rant.
I would not dare repeat, nor would I recant!
I felt much better after I put on dry clothes.
A good rant is good for the soul I suppose.
My ex was forgotten as I enjoyed my day.
The sun came out later, chasing memories away.
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