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Sunday, 11 December 2011

THE BEER AND THAT YEAR


He sat with his friends to whom he was a peer
Merry they made with wine and beer
Next, he sat in a car changing the gear
The road was smooth and the coast was clear
But a siren from afar, which he could hear
He looked in the mirror, the one for the rear
All too soon the police was near
What he had to do he did out of fear
He sped on the road and skid past a deer
And off the road the car did veer
It rumbled and tumbled and crashed like a pear
He did not survive but also lost an ear
His family had lost him, he was so dear
Only from school he’d have graduated that year.


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