The five intoxicated men took Melvin's four chrome hub cap. They were sitting in their run-down car taking a nap. Melvin drove by in his big rusty black truck. This sunny day, they would not have any luck. Melvin had four to remove, he was not going to sneak. They would think he was not all there or a freak. Melvin said, "you will never take mine or another." "From anyone else, or this tall big black brother." Melvin did not care, if they heard his loud voice. He did not have any other way or subtle choice. Melvin went in his trunk and retrieved his big wrench. He went around to each tire; his hand in a clench. The men while drinking whisky, became very frighten. They said, "who is this big long-legged bold heathen." After Melvin retrieved his shiny caps, he said, "fare well." "Next time, I will beat each of you with my cow bell." Copyright (C) 1995 Marva L. Dowdin
Reason for writing:
Never take anyone's hub caps that are marked. This is a true
story about my brother, Melvin taking back his hub caps while
living in Ohio. This poem is from my book, "When It's Ok To Be
Crazy!" Some are true stories and some are pure fantasy.
Marva L. Dowdin
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