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All Alone
“All Alone”
It’s been a crazy old night; the weather was odd.
Thunder and lightning, oh the Fog!
The roads were wet, slippery, and slick.
On a night like this, you can break your neck.
The tire was flat, the Nissan was alone!
Around the corner, there is a phone.
I called for help, in the morning dawn.
Some guy came out, his name was John.
He fixed the flat, as we chat.
I told him a story, about my Cat!
William J. Roney III
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