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“Look left – look right,”
He sang as he roared
Past the gold Cortina
And the Estate Agent’s board.
A final wave to the blue Mustang
Before he hit the lamp post with
a terrible BANG.
Over the lamp post, footpath and all
Clean through the brand new garden wall.
Stopped in the rose bed owned by Dick
All Cecil could say was, “I feel sick.”
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