I’m a Fool

Driving down, my dad does something so nice.
I put down the back windows---knowing I shouldn't.
They get stuck, as I knew they would.
Stressed, because the realtors sent us a check
For our house in the mail we didn't want---these are the times we live in---
And worried about Social Security and being homeless,
I guess I just didn't remember it was broken. But, I put down the windows
And we dazedly drove for two hours looking for a place
To get our car fixed the next day.
We found it, with no help from me.

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