Page 21 - V40_220925_Draft4

Cecil the Citroen

Cecil the Citroen was sad and forlorn
He’d been parked in the road outside 21.
His mistress was in there having some supper
And had left poor Cecil alone in the gutter.
He yawned and he stretched
And he thought “What a bore”,
And he grinned and he giggled
At the sight that he saw.
The handbrake was on
But not quite tight,
So he crept away quietly
Off into the night.
A spin round the block?
Gosh, it’s ever so dark,
I’ll go and see the ducks
On the lake in the park.
Down the hill backwards
“Oh, this is fun”,
Faster and faster
His wheels did run.
Past 23 and 25 also
27’s Polo and 29’s Volvo.
Past 31, 33, 35
Wave to the Escort in the drive.

6 7