Keepin' It Crill
(Real + Connecticut = Connecticut Real)
PS:
This morning I left
the hotel to go to
the house of Seven AMz.
As I pulled
down the road
the sun was coming up
and I leaned down
to turn on some Christmas
on the radio.
As I looked up from the radio
I saw a chipcrunk
dart under the car and
heard a "thrunk"
indicating a fatal encounter
with my back tire. (3rd Coast Stylin'!)
What a Christmas morning omen.
All I could think of was the song
"Please Christmas Don't Be Late"
for the rest of the roll to the house.
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