She came and she went, from Scotland to Kent
it took her 5 days and so many ways
on her way home, nearly hit a dog with bone
she needed a phone and somewhere to moan
unsure where to go, she wandered alone, she got buried by snow
she was dumbfounded and also surrounded
she turned into ice and thought it not nice
when the dog that she missed, cocked his leg up and pissed
the block that had trapped her, thawed, melted, unwrapped her
she got in her car and had to go far
but at the end of her road, she ran over a toad.
Skidding she crashed, patience was all thrashed an' the car completely trashed
her head was all bashed cut open an' gashed
the White Light it flashed and upwards she dashed!
Copyright © John-Ovan.P. Hull | Year Posted 2012
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