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The Shed
Hanging in the shed
Are four dead pheasants and a woodcock
On a makeshift table
Some half-eaten sandwiches and a thermos
A drab green waterproof
Hangs on a nail above some boots and drips
The man sits talking to a friend
And rubbing his damp hair with an old towel
Outside dogs are sniffing around the cars
Ignoring the rain one man is hunched over his ...
Friday 8th February 2019 2:15 pm
USED CARS
USED CARS
Used cars’ heaven, that’s what it is!
You can look for yourself, I’ll know you’ll like it.
There are Minis and Ladas, Escorts and Novas,
Beetles and Toyotas for all to see –
check it out, there’s something for everyone,
’cause this is Bargain Land where Nick
bought his Peugeot for 495.
It’s a small one litre from the eighties
when cars w...
Thursday 23rd February 2012 1:44 am
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