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by Norman
Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2180003
Getting soaking wet
I was walking in the rain today
And getting soaking wet
Reflecting on the times that passed
The people I have met

Some of them were friends of mine
Some I may have wronged
I hoped they can forgive me now
It’s been so very long

Some I never knew too well
I didn’t take the time
And now when I reflect on that
That was my biggest crime

I had some days of glory too
But maybe more that I regret
I still remember dear ones lost
Those I never will forget

I’d wandered for some hours then
Got drenched right to the bone
Damned if I knew where I was
I should have brought my phone

I stood there feeling lost and old
A stunned look on my face
I should have been a better man
Now I lived with my disgrace

Just then a squad car pulled up close
The window rolled on down
The cop inside it looked at me
His face wore a deep frown

He said that I should get inside
He opened up the door
A Silver Alert was issued wide
It was me they were looking for

Who knew I was so popular?
Someone was missing me
My first time in a police car
“Could you sound the siren, please?”
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