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The wheel well
In the old truck bed
Was the best place
To ride, and train
For the rodeo.
All summer long
Water slaked thirst best
When it came rushing
From a garden hose.
And blindness
Was only temporary
After staring at the sun
On a double dare.
Good thing
We had those angels
Watching over us,
Or we'd never
Have made it to
Puberty.
Psalm 91:11-12 |
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