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Hi, after watching someone learning to drive, I wrote this poem Valerie
Driver
As a driver I am an L
funny thing is that`s what the other road user`s seem to say as well
my driveing instructor teach`s me everything right
and turn`s an interesting shade of white!
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I can start the car just like a kangaroo
my driveing is comeing on in leap`s and bound`s it`s true
my husband could teach me,but he would rant and rave
well I ask you is that anyway for a driver to behave?
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I know all about the traffic light`s,red,amber,green
but my three point turn is an amazeing thing to be seen
a hillstart is one thing I have done right
even if the car did screech and scream with all it`s might
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today I said to my instuctor I`ll drive as safe as you one day as well
then we must have passed a farmyard because Ohhh what a smell!
but all to soon my lesson is over
please can anyone tell me how can I get my instructor sober?
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