Driving in the Rain

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Bakeboss
Bakeboss
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Wip wop wip wop the windshield wipers say as they try to talk
I hear them speak I hear them well, 'we'll do our job to help you see'
They do their best I have to say, and if they failed I'd have to walk
I hold the wheel at ten and two as we all see, safe driving's a key
And if by chance you see me spinning, round and round upon the road
I'll tell now I did my best and if you will, just hear my plea
I blame the rain and not myself and yet, what if my driving I had slowed
The car might have stopped while on the road instead of sliding into that tree

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AmyfriendAmyfriendover 14 years ago
Well I must say...

that we have bi-lingual wipers in Canada. No 'wipping & wopping' here. Sorry but I just couldn't get into your poem.

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