RABID DAWG ,

….Sweating and panting, the weight on my chest is aching.

A loud blast shot off,
My name shouted, “Alton!”, only the feeling of despair left me shaking,

Waking up out of bed, wondering again if my wife would make it home this time, but I remembered she never did.
So I get up, get myself together
Teeth and tongue are clean, beard hair well groomed, and my mental is getting better.

Hop out my house to go get myself something worth sipping.

So I stop by at my local gas-station,

-RABID DAWG