Behind And Under The Wheel Poem by Ima Ryma

I was headfing home in my truck,
After a few beers at the bar.
So not wishing to push my luck,
And not having to go too far,
I was driving carefully slow.
But a pothole caught me off guard,
And the jolt gave me the heave ho,
Smacked me into the door real hard.
I hit the latch and open wide
Went that damn door, and I went through,
Falling down underneath outside.
The back tire left a tread tattoo.

It's kind of hard to explain, gee,
How my own truck ran over me.