Sometimes it just works out that way.
A Christmas Tale
Twas the day before Christmas
And down at the mall
The traffic had slowed
to a proverbial crawl
The pressure was mounting,
And tempers grew hot
The competition was on
For each parking spot
When what should my wondering
eyes did appear?
A car backing out?
The way is all clear?
I smiled and laughed,
This is excellent luck!
When from the other side,
In pulled a big truck.
He hopped out of the cab,
The big stupid jerk
Then nodded and gave me
A rude little smirk
The anger was raging,
My face was beat red
And visions of slashed tires
Danced my head.
In a blink of my eye,
He was out of my sight.
Merry Christmas Asshole
You are not worth the fight.
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