Friday, 28 October 2011

Magpie Tales



I had to pass her, Mrs. B;
She would keep making eyes at me,
Her nineteenth test, she couldn’t drive,
But she was “eating me alive.”
Those mini skirts, revealing thighs
Up to and beyond her eyes.
Couldn’t see where she was going,
Blond fringe ever over flowing,
And, ah, me, that seductive smile,
As we zigzagged every mile,
Three point turn in twenty four,
 couldn’t take it any more.
So I lost my head and passed her,
Hoping to avoid disaster.
So, on the road she takes her place.
Be warned, people, watch this space.




Frances Garrood said...

Excellent take on the photo!

Patsy said...

I'd like to point out my driving has improved quite a bit since then.

Rosamund Browne said...

Thanks, Frances. Not half as good as yours.
Patsy, my driving was always awful. I passed my test first time, but it never improved. My girls said to me, "Mum, when we can drive, you're NEVER driving again!"

Tess Kincaid said...

This is charming! My driver's license expired last week...I was very relieved to know I didn't have to take the driving test...