My hairs have heckled at the
Parked blue mustang
On the edge of the more 
Peaceable park than 
My defensive thoughts
Aggravated by the drunkenly 
Held bottle while the man 
Wades from car door to 
Restroom and signals an
Evacuation vocative
Driven faster by the
Lilting voice and a
Bottle of fireball,
Friendly offer declined
While the autumn leaves
Took a few miles
To lull my heartbeat normal

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