I explored a dirt road today.
I looked at the shrubs that grew along
the shoulder.
The body of the road
rumbled under my tires
and sounded like it was
in pain.
Soon I came to the face of the road.
It told me, "Watch out for the Hairy Has.
It roams the nearby terrain."
I found the end of my time behind the wheel drawing near.
Bye, Ter. Rain began to fall.
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