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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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