My Way
My Dad said son I'll teach you to drive,
Very soon on the road you'll thrive,
Driving will make you come alive,
Just listen to what I have to say.
Out we went he said to learn,
I hope you won't give me concern,
My total respect you'll have to earn,
I will not lead you astray.
Bad habits will not be tolerated,
Good ones will be celebrated,
Mistakes you make will be berated,
That's the message to you I convey.
Off I travelled on my first trip,
That's when he made his first quip,
Before long he was giving me lip,
He was filling me with dismay.
At other motorists he started to shout.
Common decency he did flout,
If truth be told he behaved like a lout,
My Dad was causing affray.
He was mild mannered when in the house,
Calm and docile as quiet as a mouse,
Yet here he was behaving like a louse,
It was a really terrible display.
He said when you get behind the wheel,
A secret to you I will reveal,
Fighting with others has a certain appeal,
It sounded like a cliché.
What happens to people when they enter a car?
They behave like some dictatorial tsar,
Suddenly their demeanour becomes so bizarre,
Their own principles they totally betray.
If you want to learn, forget family members,
The bad habits taught everyone remembers,
They can be as dangerous as burning embers,
Your first licence you will only delay.
I've now given up the lessons with my Dad,
Trying to learn from him was totally mad,
Now I've passed my test I feel so glad,
I Decided To Do It,
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poem by Bri Mar
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