Young Driver

by | Mar 18, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

Little Alfie didn’t want to go very far
So to get there quick, he took the car
Seat pulled forward blocks on his feet
He set off on his journey down the street

He had only gone a few yards, no more
When he stopped by the kerb and opened the door
He had made an error in his hurry to dress
For his nappy he forgot, oh what a terrible mess


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