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Driving |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Sorry Officer I didn’t see you On my car bonnet Your dog On my windscreen as well Cleaning it thoroughly The weather is hell Yes I thought the wipers were looking a bit thick But it looks happy and it does like your stick Yes I took the corner A race Are you sure Gone with no trace No I don’t ever look At those cars behind It unnerves me Crossing the road all the time No I wasn’t on fire Or a cabby on speed Chased up the jungle Or direly in need I normally drive at a very quiet pace The corner in fifth I was aiming for third Yes the grating I’m sure you heard Your suit is unusual But the cut is divine Rips seemed tailored And coloured like wine You giving me a ticket Just give me a second There’s one hanging Off my car But it's in the wrong direction |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
...........Bad cop, no doughnut....... Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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