(I live at the intersection of two main interstate highways)
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High winds, rain, later a flurry
Travelling the highway you need to worry
Be cautious when you see them weave
Against the wind, be quick to leave
Those tall vehicles way behind
An off ramp you should find
Weather is fickle
Don’t end up in a pickle!
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The Bag Lady 
Don’t ask me why, I first read “Intimate woes” and I thought “Well that poem doesn’t really fit its title… Oh, right! ‘Interstate’ woes! My bad!” LOL
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Well I have those too but don’t think I should write about them ; ))
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😉 You could always write about them, and keep that in your “draft” folder 😛 You know… Just in case…
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