The Not Trip
the not travel
I was up early going to my little house
in Benafim, I need some work done like water leaks
and gas connection
My wife came down with her serious illness
there was the talk ringing a doctor.
The trip was postponed.
During the afternoon she began feeling better
it was then too late to travel.
But I have to leave on Sunday so the porter can
carry my bags to the car.
If she is not coming, I will drive alone slowly
but would like her to go along she does
the talk better than I
I know she is hypochondriac even they can be right
and without a car, she has to take the bus.
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