road rage
There is loud angry shouting on our road today
This never happens
We have lived here seventeen years, and I have never heard this
Cars usually go up and down this country road with windows up
My dogs’ ears rise to peaks; they are curious too
I am horrified, realizing I could never beat them to the road rage
Or drag them back, they are too strong and big for me
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