Hello my lovely bloggy friends.
I have not long got back home after leaving my car at the garage. That’s right it has broken down again this time it’s the clutch master cylinder.
I am having to walk everywhere now. So as I was walking back home a poem came to me.
I wrote it down as soon as I got in.
Walking with my eyes wide open
Ok then God, my car broke down, so now I have to walk
I miss driving and my music so now I’m going to talk
To you… while walking down the street, my feet and back are hurting
I know I prayed to lose some weight, but REALLY I’m not laughing.
There’s a woman at that bus stop God, she’s wearing a pair of shorts
I can’t believe I’m seeing this, what could be in her thoughts
Maybe in a hotter place, on a warm and sunny island
But not in the middle of winter, on a windy day in England
There’s a bloke walking towards me, my goodness he has 6 dogs
Oh charming that one’s just done some turds, and the bloke’s just left the logs
Why do people do that God, and not bag it up and bin it
It’s really quite disgusting Lord, I’ll watch I don’t step in it
Well I’ve enjoyed my little chat with you while walking down the road
I find it really comforting to know you share my load
People think I’m crazy, I guess I do look quite a loon
I’ve enjoyed this little walk and talk, but can I have my car back soon.