stave for the sardthened ordinary

I got clocked by a roadside mailbox:
I was leaning my head back into the window,
telling Johnny to ‘dRive with the RAdio dial
focused on the classical music station’

and apparently my shoulder was sticking
way out
I mean way out
and got clobbered by the mailbox

I’m not sad though. I used to
use that shoulder for baseball, batting 349 in
the league that I played in, but that
was long ago

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