Blind Mowing Grab the fuel can, tank up the lawn mower Headphones on, grind the blades Sit behind the wheel, fasten seat belt Ignition, let’s go Riding my lawn mower, is so much fun Hair is blowing in the airstream Feeling of freedom no one can comprehend Sun is shining, warms my face A fly In my eye Aaahhh… I’m blind, I can’t find the throttle to slow down I’m blind mowing, I can’t see where I’m driving I have to rub my eyes harder to get the fly out of there I hope I don’t mow the hose Phew… Got it Oh shit, what have I done? Left my front yard, crossed the street Mowed the dachshund of Mrs Radzom Blood and entrails on the sidewalk Wild gesturing and screaming Mrs Radzom ran at me Got in panic, went full throttle Guess where she is now united with her dog