Vanguard Ute
Carol Brown
Contest Name My First Car
Vanguard ute
I got meself a motor car,
a little ute, a Vanguard,
I was seventeen, yes sah,
low flying and sliding here and there,
Me an brother Mark were a going fishing,
At 75 miles an hour, I hit a hi speed bend,
Feet of water lurked in a dip, unwitting,
It did us airborne send,
Flying on a cushion of water,
Guide posts were a flashing by,
Fascinating sort of, sorta,
Slow motion with a sigh?
After 50 feet we finally touched down,
Me brother wouldn’t bloody speak
His forehead held a frown,
50 miles an hour, how neat,
No he didn’t dob me in,
Old car was still orright,
So then I took him sideways,
On a corner, not in spite.
I was young and stupid,
Much older now Kanga Roo Ted…
Young n stupid flying low,
big ol thrill 4 johnson though,
having fun an sliding so,
me mates would not come a driving:)
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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