Enneaphobia

New Prompt: The number nine keeps popping up everywhere you turn. It started when nine squirrels crossed the road in front of you. What else happens today, and what does it all mean?
Enneaphobia

Today I had a feeling.
It was like déjà vu.
A number kept recurring
no matter what I’d do.

I overslept, until nine.
I jumped up out of bed.
Nine minutes later, shower done
I rushed out, filled with dread.

I hopped into my Chevy,
a cherry ’99.
I noticed the odometer
showed only number 9’s.

I drove nine blocks, and turned left.
I came this route daily.
Nine squirrels crossed the Old North Road,
right in front of me.

Just nine miles down the highway,
I found I had a flat.
So, I opened up the trunk.
No spare! Well, that was that!

Nine crows watched my dilemma,
As I pondered what to do.
It seemed that they were laughing,
Before away they flew!

At 10:09 on the dot,
a police car stopped to see
if he could offer service.
He said that he’d help me.

I jumped into his squad car,
and noticed on the door
it was a K-9 unit.
I laughed ‘til I was sore!

I’m in the ninth circle of Hell
With nines I was bombarded
I made it into work to find
That I had been discarded.

This ninth day of September
The date is 9/9/9
I’m becoming enneaphobic
It’s time to stop this rhyme!

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