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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.

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