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The Boot of a Ford Fiesta

I was born spacious

well-carpeted and welcoming,

ready to take

ready to recieve what you had to give.

I am the boot of a ford fiesta

and I love you.

 

I am with you, always

on every journey,

I am ready to move - to be moved,

no matter where you go or why.

I am the boot of a ford fiesta

and I love you.

 

You put no value in me,

Nothing valuable in me.

Will you trade me in,

for something new?

 

I am waiting

I am waiting for you to fill me

I don't mind

I don't mind if you use me

I am the boot of a ford fiesta

and I love you.

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Dave Bradley

Fri 26th Mar 2010 17:49

Hi Chrishave just looked up an online dictionary to check whether the word 'whimsicality' exists. It does (thought so). I wanted to say that this has got lots of it! Very enjoyable.

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 26th Mar 2010 15:17

Really nice poem Chris. A bit like a male version of my Bike poem! And your last poem was about a bus - is there a theme developing here?

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