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HITCH HIKERS
Fifteen years old,friday starts the weekend
Kev and myself finished school,decieving our perants
we were sleeping elsewhere,
intentions being hitchhiking to London from Middlesbrough (365 miles)
A football match our destine, Fulham be it.
Maybe 15 minutes we got our first lift,that landed us at Nottingham.
Into a service station,when we were fortunate for another
that took us fifty miles along the motorway.
Approximately 4.30 am,we walked for miles,pitch black
not a car in sight, or those that passed,couldn`t see us.
Junction after junction,hopes begining to fade
daylight taking over black skies.
To our delight,a car pulled over,running to it
thanking him, the man turned out to be a friends inlaw
he had travelled from our home town,
dropped us at Kings Cross station.
Headed to Peckham,Kev`s Aunty
a hearty breakfast she served
saying our goodbyes,onward we went.
Destination accomplished,Craven Cottage.
Winning the game, an added bonus to our travels
a bigger bonus,a lift home on our mates coach
arriving home maybe 9.30 pm
still to this day our parents non the wiser.
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