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Jaunt

Jaunt with me baby

Title for a song he joked

But no, reality 

We are free to ride 

Free to glide

Free to smile in joy

Joy of being together 

In a car with no name

Quiet but fast

A car that knows them

That likes them

That joins them

Glide, swoosh, smile and let the music play

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Scrap Age

These days the calendar is my nemesis, I'm

At the age where you tend to look back

Bad moves clog the rear-view mirror

Where I might have tried a different tack

 

Of late I'm in a mood for contrition but

Repentance though keen won't amend

The hurts and sorrows I've inflicted for

The stern hand of Time cannot bend

 

Its my turn to feel the lash of regrets

I feel like...

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Devil's Own Luck.

You can say that I'm a little out of touch
I fell down but I can't climb back up
None of my friends give a fuck
I guess I'm shit out of luck.

If I'm not feeling blue I dont feel much
I know they'll tell me to suck it up
Moving on is just hard as fuck
I'm tired of being down on my luck.

Its like holding in the clutch
I press the gas but just rev up
Going nowhere fast my motor is fucke...

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Racing Back to London

Veering through Northern valleys
Nocturnal nomad chasing lights
Squinting through misty glass at
Solitude
Rural black
Hills rising raucously
Perfidious silhouettes whispering
Shadows looming
GPS. Reroute. M1. 
Settings were fucked - avoid motorways? 
No wonder

Back to the linear path
Diving towards the sprawling metropolis
Hours to go.
Adjusting frequencies -
The Wind Cries Mary.
...

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SPOILED BRATS

Who's driving this car!

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Going down the emotional road

no one at the wheel

Not a good deal

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Looking back and wishing I could

grab control

Take us where we want to go

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Instead two children 

fighting in the back seat

When will we get there!

we scream

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No grown up around

Minds confused

Tempers real

Tires squeal 

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Going too fas...

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THE BALLAD OF THE LOOPY HAMSTER

"You'll be safe, I promise", reassured his mum.

“But its not you who’ll end up sat on your bum!”

A conversation they’d had most every week

but it didn’t make his knees feel any less weak.

 

“Now come along, Harry, stop messing about,

go finish your homework whilst I clean up this house.

The show doesn’t start till the end of the week

and all this chatter is making me Squeak...

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Untitled

oil swirling 

dancing and in hand

with dirty water

ripple down the street

 

a screeching tire

splashing and skids

on the empty, black road

disturbing dance

 

the engine pumped faster, the gray sky smiled in turn

the tire hopped a curb, then flew from the ground

 

the tire clashed with the earth

mud splattered the clean paint

the car rushes to gain an in...

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A Slightly Dirty Limerick


This traveler was out of luck

The other car oh it was struck

She said it was my fault

Her I wanted to assault

But my thought YOU YOURSELF CAN GO FU**

 

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Death on the Motorway

John was killed on the motorway today

His wife was taking the kids to school

She had waved him goodbye that morning

Death came later, without any warning

 

They had a tentative arrangement for lunch

So they’d left their options open

And later, so the reporter said on the evening news

No other words were spoken

 

A boy racer cut him up so they foolishly de...

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FORD ESCORT

 

 

FORD ESCORT

 

My old Escort is a wreck on wheels,

there’s more rust than paint, the tyres are bald

and the door lock’s knackered

but I have so much pride in my ancient car.

It came into being in 1984, at the height of the 80s

when XR3’s were king and Ford ruled the road.

Every morning it starts at first turn of the key

in a cloud of blue smoke fro...

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Tiger in the Dark Woods

 

Tiger! Tiger! Taking flight
In the woods at dead of night,
With Elin's fearsome hand and eye
Fixed on your rear end rushing by?

In what distant barmaid thighs
Burnt the fire of your eyes?
On what bed did you perspire?
What the kiss did light your fire?

And what temptress, & what tart.
Did twist the sinews of your heart?
And when your heart began to beat,
What transgression? what rude treat?

...

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