Life
in the fast lane.
A poem
by Dazed, Ben Dlugokecki.
When
I woke up this morning,
I
had a sausage sandwich.
I
fancied a coffee,
But
the sandwich was all I could manage.
I
called up BOYD,
But
he was still in his slumber.
Three
hours later
We
were bumper to bumper.
So
let's not race to the ending,
Let's
not be so rash.
I'll
tell you the tale
Of
our mad crash...
Rewind,
back to Boyd's house,
We
loaded the car.
We
set off on our journey
To
Leicester---shire..
Bags
full of sausages,
Jelly
and sweets.
Set
for the journey,
With
our tasty treats.
Straight
up the M3,
Then
M25.
It
was on the M40,
Where
we nearly died.
We
were rocking it out,
To
Boyd's I tunes.
In
a few moments later,
We
were running from fumes.
We
then, rear-ended a chap,
Who
didn't seem to mind.
As
we stoved my Ford focus,
Into
his behind.
He
braked real quick,
We
drove into the back.
He
was a good looking chap,
Called
Jack.??
We
called up the AA,
And
the RAC.
Little
did we know,
What
a chore this would be.
£180
Or
would it be free?
What
will be,
Our
relay fee?
The
bonnet looked like,
A
total wreck.
Imagine
Aiden's face,
If
he looked like Shrek.
At
least it was sunny,
Not
a bit rainy.
While
Boyd had a chat,
With
the AA trainee.
We
called up a superman,
In
the name of BOB.
Are
you busy today,
Do
you fancy a job?
Could
you get the band,
All
the way to Leicester?
We've
had such a day,
It
will certainly test you....
So
here we are,
Happy
to be alive.
Looks
like we'll,
Make
it by 5.
Here's
to a good gig,
I
hear it's a sell out.
Shame
about the money,
We've
had to shell out.
The
route to the venue,
The
Sat Nav has shown us.
Oh
what a shame,
I've
lost my no claims bonus......
Signed.
Ben,
Boyd, Aiden.
As read by Ben Dlugokecki
I hope you enjoy the tribute, as did all who saw the Gig at, The George Ward Center,
Barwell, Leics. 6/4/2012
