Cash, grass or ass…
In line at 7-11
Surfer dude,
proudly and with conspiratorial glee announces
“I’m getting margarine! And this time it’s not for rent…”
Head-drop
It all makes sense now
I actually was dropped on my head.
After I sit with this new information for a while,
I ask my mother:
“From how far up?”
She shrugs and reassures me:
“Not far…really, not far.”
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