031210 I Guess I Have It In The Trunk
it's pouring outside, it's dark
i'm soak, dripping on my boots
a couple more steps i would be
inside my car, on my way home
temperature is dropping fast
i know the rain would stop
sure enough, once i step in
rain stop but i'm still dripping
now traffic is bumper to bumper
it's a rush hour for city dweller
i was thinking if i have extra clothes
in my trunk, left over when i played golf
poem by Manonton Dalan
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