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It was late one night.
Driving around, not a care, I felt so light.
Oh my! I was high as kite!
While I thought I couldn't be bothered, my friend let out a holler.
"COPPER!"
Oh my! What a fright!
The memory of the day it all went wrong:
she had been with her husband when
the ground was ripped from beneath her.
She was with her husband when
the detectives slapped the cuffs on him.
The baby is crying
he yells at her
something rises in the back of your throat
but it's the kind that holds you back
you flinch as his words grow fouler
as his actions grow in recklessness
