Another Disastrous Day

Pacing up and racing down, trying to get my golden crown…

City to city and town to town, I could never lose the frown…

So then I thought “I’ll turn it around”, “ride your luck” I made no sound…
Ended up in unfamiliar grounds, cut by razors and chased by hounds…

Got me patched and off I went, into another accident…
In my own element, nothing left to reinvent…

“This can’t get worse” a wishful thought, things in life – I’ve got to sort…
“Turn it around” again, I thought, things would change when I play the slot…

Shitty day, but shittier idea, lost the money I had left – to see her…
Out of time and full of fear, “I’ll hitch a ride to see my dear”…

The day was done & I was far, and then I saw this dodgy car…
The driver had this big ass scar, his shoes were so full of tar…

“Must be a construction guy” I assumed, all my options were consumed…
He agreed to ride and we resumed, it was neat inside and perfumed…

So we took off in my direction, awaiting my luck’s resurrection…
Maybe it was a misdirection, we arrived at an intersection…

He turned eastwards while she was west, my mind couldn’t take a rest…
I asked him “don’t want to be a pest”, “weren’t we supposed to go west?”…

He turned around with an evil smile, I thought he realised we’re up a mile…
As he pulled over, I let out a sigh, the police was on my speed dial…

“My apologies for missing the track”. He took a U and we were back…
The bad luck’s over, I broke its back, onwards to my loved ones shack…

I reached her town and thanked the man, to her street – straight I ran…

A few hours late, but still on plan, with a ripped up jacket and a broken hand.

The light was dim but I could still see, the house with number thirty three…
And then I saw her, with a carefree glee, standing on the balcony…

She waved to me and before I could say, “You’re here” she said – it made my day…
The end of perils, threats, dismay. A beautiful ending to another disastrous day!