An impulsive
washer fluid junkie
This is what I am, I can't avoid it
I tug the
wiper arm like a
monkey
As my
windshield wears dirt and grime and spit
The
amber light clicked on, glowed, warning me
I gasped -
low fluid - a
terror and shock
Without the precious fluid, I can't see
I am sure none will hesitate to
mock
I've used two
gallons since I changed my oil
While a
dirty windshield I tried to
foil
--AlexZander