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Join Date: May 2004
Location: so cali
Posts: 600
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a corny poem but its entertaining
one of my friends chain mailed it to me, i dont believe in the
chain crap but it was entertaining since its a poem.
> > >> >>A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
> > >> >>
> > >> >>They said had run the light
> > >> >>
> > >> >>That caused the six car pileup
> > >> >>
> > >> >>On 109 that night.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>When broken bodies lay about
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And blood was everywhere,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The sirens screamed out eulogies,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>For death was in the air.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>A mother, trapped inside her car,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Was heard above the noise;
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Her plaintive plea near split the air:
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"Oh, God, please spare my boys!"
> > >> >>
> > >> >>She fought to loose her pinned hands;
> > >> >>
> > >> >>She struggled to get free,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But mangled metal held her fast
> > >> >>
> > >> >>In grim captivity.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Her frightened eyes then focused
> > >> >>
> > >> >>On where the back seat once had been,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But all she saw was broken glass and
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Two children's seats crushed in.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
> > >> >>
> > >> >>She did not hear them cry,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"Oh, God, don't let them die!"
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Then firemen came and cut her loose,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But when they searched the back,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>They found therein no little boys,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But the seat belts were intact.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>They thought the woman had gone mad
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And was traveling alone,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But when they turned to question her,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>They discovered she was gone.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Policemen saw her running wild
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And screaming above the noise
> > >> >>
> > >> >>In beseeching supplication,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"Please help me find my boys!
> > >> >>
> > >> >>They're four years old and wear blue shirts;
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Their jeans are blue to match."
> > >> >>
> > >> >>One cop spoke up, "They're in my car,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And they don't have a scratch.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>They said their daddy put them there
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And gave them each a cone,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Then told them both to wait for Mom
> > >> >>
> > >> >>To come and take them home.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>I've searched the area high and low,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But I can't find their dad.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>He must have fled the scene,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>I guess, and that is very bad."
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The mother hugged the twins and said,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>While wiping at a tear,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"He could not flee the scene, you see,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>For he's been dead a year."
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The cop just looked confused and asked,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"Now, how can that be true?"
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The boys said, "Mommy, Daddy came
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And left a kiss for you."
> > >> >>
> > >> >>He told us not to worry
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And that you would be all right,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And then he put us in this car with
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The pretty, flashing light.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>We wanted him to stay with us,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Because we miss him so,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And said he had to go.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>He said someday we'd understand
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And told us not to fuss,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And he said to tell you, Mommy,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>He's watching over us."
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The mother knew without a doubt
> > >> >>
> > >> >>That what they spoke was true,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>For she recalled their dad's last words,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"I will watch over you."
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The firemen's notes could not explain
> > >> >>
> > >> >>The twisted, mangled car,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>And how the three of them escaped
> > >> >>
> > >> >>Without a single scar.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>But on the cop's report was scribed,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>In print so very fine,
> > >> >>
> > >> >>An angel walked the beat tonight
> > >> >>
> > >> >>On Highway 109.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>"He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to
> > spare."
> > >> >>
Chris Oak
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