fierce wind, nasty rain
in parking lot it's pouring
old man open his car hood
looking, checking his battery
could have been discharge
or very weak from cold day
i ask if he has jumper cable
answer was no, maybe i have
with luck i have, he's happy
so do i, i feel good helping
nice clouds quit dropping rain
with smile on my face, i end
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