Shotgun and the Wind
As we neared our destination
Heard a loud reverberation
Almost instant suffocation
Windows down for ventilation
First a little accusation
Followed by a refutation
Then he says it’s defamation
An unjust adjudication
One quick breath in desperation
Then I paused my respiration
Dare not risk an inhalation
Fumes so bad they’d kill a nation
Cigarette for relaxation
Struck a match then detonation
Leapt out to avoid cremation
Went back for my charred Alsatian
4 October 2022
Contest: Single Stanza Monorhyme
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2022
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