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People came from far and around The crash waggon crane put
Peering at Cecil on the ground. him down with a bump
Where has he come from? But his chassis got caught on
What’s his game? the lamp post stump.
“Cecil Citroen, that’s my name. Those sparks round Cecil made
Up the road from 21, him giggle with glee,
Sorry I disturbed everyone.” The street lights went out
and no one could see.
The police arrived with lights flashing blue –
“What have we here? What a to-do.” Don’t touch Cecil or you’ll get a shock,
PC Potter took his hat from his head More folk arrived though it was
“You can’t sleep there in Dick’s rose bed.” now 12 o’clock.

The crash waggon arrived with The electricity van arrived with lights
lights flashing red, flashing yellow,
No one heard Cecil cry, Blue lights, red lights, now yellow ones too.
“I’ve a bump on my head.” Sparks flashing here, and sparks flashing there
Red lights and blue lights flashing Cecil looked lovely in the colourful glare.
all round
Poor Cecil lay there without a sound. The electricity man came with his
screwdriver and tape
They put chains round his tummy And fixed the cable and made it safe.
And hooks on his head
And lifted him up from his nice rose bed. But no one had noticed Cecil’s petrol tank
But Cecil looked angry and very severe With a hole in the bottom and one in the flank.
With twigs in his hair and “What’s that smell?” said PC Trestle.
thorns in his ear. “It’s Esso 4 Star,” said poor old Cecil.

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