Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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Change of Plans

In the middle of Dallas,
she said,  “There’s the exit.”
 “Are you sure?” I asked. “Ah,
you’re right,” I said as I passed.
She looked at me shocked
and began to tizz.
“Get a grip,” I said firmly.
“Look for plan B.”
She laughed
and  grabbed a map.

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