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Book 11 Page 13
These days driving home from work is like driving in some Dodgem car race,
with cars darting around in such a great haste.
Nobodies seem to have any time for common road manners.
Every bodies got the pedal, ‘hammered.’
Every ones running around like chicken’s with no heads.
Driving home from work is something I
utterly and completely these days dread.
© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au firstname.lastname@example.org 11/12/99