i have to clear my trunk
take away my lighter clubs
also my practice golf balls
too cold and too windy to hit
but i have my reserve in case
weather is conforming to norm
tomorrow would be heavy traffic
people on leave are coming back
i have to wake early and leave
sleep in my car at parking lot
i have my thick blanket with me
very sharp knife, alarm clock too,
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