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WHAT A SILLY WAY TO CHANGE THE COLOR OF ONE'S CAR
What a silly way to change the color of one's car
Crunch!
Far too late at night
Far too tired
Far too short a distance between orange lights
And red ones
Crunch!
And it's only much later that you think
I could have killed myself
Worse than that
I could have killed someone else
Crunch!
Not even Squeal Crunch!
Not nearly enough traction for that
In fact none at all
Tires made good surfboards though
Crunch!
What a silly way to get a new set of tires
And what a bloody silly way
To change the color of one's car
David McLauchalan
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