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Encounter Part III

Dashing out my front yard
The sun is already high
On the boulevard
Today seems to be my longest ride
I just went bump
Off the nearest speed hump
The to my surprise
A green Toyota Corolla stopped next to me
The driver took pity on me
And said can you hold on to my bumper
I gladly obliged
Today I seem to get a sweet ride
Old fat Bessie was shocked
To see how I travel these days
It was like me and my wheelchair
Were motor skiing on the open road
I was being young and dangerous
Tell me how many twenty-four-year-olds'
Live to tell their adventures
My wheels were smoking
When I let go I went to tell my colleagues
They did not believe me
They wanted to send me back home
They thought I was coming down with a fever
They thought I was joking
I believe that driver was an angel
Sent to give me a boost

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