Number 29, Bent

Number 29.

Bent.

I got stuck in a traffic jam today,
As cars and trucks all tried to pick their way
With difficulty either way they went
Around a quite embarrassing event.

It happened on a rather narrow bridge,
That's hidden by a corner and a ridge.
If you should come upon it much too quick,
It could result in feeling rather sick.

A car had just performed exactly so,
And now the driver stood and cried Oh No!
Standing in the road I saw him praying;
I can guess just what it was he’s saying.

If you are going to have to have a crash,
Pick on something quite cheap with which to smash.
Even if you do it fairly gently;
Don’t end up colliding with a Bentley!

© Stephen Saunders

Yes, this is about you, at Trotton Bridge on the A272, on Monday afternoon, 28th May 2012, piled into the back of a Bentley Continental convertible as he waited at the lights!


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