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Me Mum's Four Wheels

I'm getting around on four wheels now
me mother said one day
I'm sick of people saying us old folks
can't get a long way
These men and women in flashy cars
motorbikes, who needs them eh!
Us old folks, she said to me,
we've got our own way
There's old folks going round everywhere
all now on four wheels, they've found
as for the huffing and puffing,
sometimes there's not a sound.
Me mum can now throw her stick away
you couldn't fit the shopping in that
She's even given the kids a ride
until they get a bit too fat.
Now she can get up mine
and then go back home
she used to have a taxi both ways
now she can make it alone.
So I would like to thank the folk
who spent out all that lolly
and invented the best thing of all --
the four wheeled shopping trolley!

Poem by Ann Pass

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