The Lonely Four-Wheelers Prayer

The Lonely Four-Wheelers Prayer
By Katrina & Les Tremblett, Keswick, Ontario, Canada

Now I lay me down to sleep,
All four tires are buried axle deep.
In the mud I went to play,
I got stuck so here I stay.
All alone I sit in my truck,
Someone help me please, I’m really stuck.
I was always told never go out alone,
Now I’m here in the middle of nowhere without a phone.
My calls for help go on un-noticed,
Only if I could have kept focused.
My only communication is my CB,
I hope that someone will soon come and rescue me.
I finally decided to go out in the mud,
And my footing slips and I fall with a THUD!
To the front of my truck I slip and I slide,
So far the only thing hurt is my pride.
My winch cable runs out as easy as can be,
I only hope that it will reach the tree.
Back in my truck, I flip the switch,
I pray, dear God, it does the trick.
Just when I thought I’d go insane,
Out of the mud I finally came.
I was on my way, finally heading home,
And I told myself, never again will I go out alone !!!!!

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