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‘Twas the late night of Friday in our bungalow
A deep peaceful slumber before the morrow
When out in the street there arose such a clamor…
A CRASH and CRACK and SCRAPE—Thor’s hammer!?

We threw on our robes and rushed to the street,
where the strangest of sights our gazes did meet:
A car off the road, a woman a wandering
in search of a light for a smoke for her pondering.

She’d knocked down a tree, put her car on its side
what a strange thing to see, in your robe, in the night.
The cops soon arrived, wondered how she’d explain it,
“I’ve been run off the road!” was the way she did frame it.

She didn’t seem hurt; the law had arrived
’twas time to return to pursue more shuteye…
We reflected as we departed the show
That driving up trees is best left to pros.

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