James, my inspiration and Muse...



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Here is a collection of my favourite poetry,
Mr May has admitted to liking poetry.
He has even inspired me to write some.
He likes poetry, I like him.
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Tuesday, 6 July 2010

Horrified Robert Jones ended up with a careless driving charge after his satnav left his BMW perched on the edge of a cliff.


Satellite Navigation = Unpredictable Destination.
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A road less travelled, not tarmaced but gravelled,
Well the satnav says we're here!
Are you sure that there should be,
a steep cliff edge and then the sea?
Perhaps you'd better try reversing now my dear.

Back up a little more or we'll end up on the shore,
The lady's telling you to turn right,
Are we supposed to be on this runway?
Does she think we want a holiday flight?
Ooh! I saw the undercarriage of that plane almost,
Well, one thing is for certain we're no longer at the coast!

So, we've travelled 6.2 miles that she said to,
My word, but how these bends are getting tight!
Do you really think we should be up this mountain?
You're in danger of a nosebleed at this height.
There certainly is a a most spectacular view from here,
If you slow to under 60, you can look and I will steer.

Ah, thank goodness, here we are, back nearly home now,
Darling, I know you are a little bit obsessed,
But in reality although you think she's gorgeous,
Please picture her as eighty two and plainly dressed,
Perhaps I will drive tomorrow, with the satnav off, instead,
When we again set off to Tesco's, for a loaf of wholemeal bread.

Elaine x