The Tuk-Tuk and The Dogs

The bus queues were long

I gravitated toward the tuk-tuk stand

To get home faster, I thought

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There was only one tuk-tuk

It was not much of a beauty

But there was not much of a choice

I decided to take my chances

To get home faster, I thought

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The door would not close normally

The driver had to work his magic to secure it

But I did not think much of it

My aim, after all, was

To get home faster, I thought

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Off we went, and then it started drizzling

The side flaps would not stay down

I had to hold them down

Still, no problem, I reasoned

After all, I would get home faster, I thought

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At a hill climb near home

The tuk tuk lost power

It heaved, struggled, and pulled

The neighborhood dogs noticed and gave chase

My time was split between fighting the dogs

And securing my bags

Would I get home faster? I wondered

In the end, the tuk-tuk gave up the race

It surrendered and stopped by the roadside

With no challenge, the dogs gave up the chase

They went to look for a more formidable, moving adversary

And I walked the rest of the way home

Did I get home faster? I wonder

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