The Devil's Spark
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Herbert Nehrlich
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They used to laugh about
that inconvenience of the spark
of static electricity, that zapped
without announcing its intention.
That night, Chevron did have
a special at the bowsers,
they filled the tank and then
two Jerry cans, borrowed from Dad.
The price was right, they rubbed
their hands in snug appreciation.
And then the spark had its revenge.
Right after birth it jumped the gap.
The car, its passengers, the driver,
the bowsers and six other SUV's
did join the manager and two staff,
the coke and candybars and all the maps.
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