THE WORST POSSIBLE PLACE

THE WORST POSSIBLE PLACE

Drove home early in the storm,

The boss wanted me safe and warm…

Took my time,

No crazies in line

And roads were in pretty good form.

At home, all spaces taken,

Parking rules forsaken…

I parked on the side

In back where I spied

A place to save my bacon.

My wife awoke from the pounding

Of our door and a shout resounding…

“Come move your car

This instant from ‘thar’,

Plowed snow all around you is mounding!”

–Jonathan Caswell

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