Two Bad Things
Two bad things occurred today,
Despite the sunny sky.
While sitting on my favorite bench,
A skeevy rat ran by.
It shook me up so I went home
And when I got the mail,
A jury summons told me
I must serve or go to jail.
Now which is worse? I wonder.
Both of them made me upset.
When living in Manhattan,
That’s the luck you sometimes get.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2023
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