I live in Wollongong and work in Sydney which
is about 65 kilometres away, so I spend two to
three hours in the car everyday. Normally,
this isn't a bind and I find generally it is great
thinking time, but some days I hate it !

I think the traffic must have been
particularly bad the day I wrote this !

Everyday

I'm always fast asleep when, The alarm goes at just past five, I pull the covers over, I'm half awake, I'm half alive. I lie there for ten minutes, Wish it could be more, Then I put my shoes on, And head out of the door. Walk down to the beach, I'm trying to stay trim, And walking does help me, How come I'm not slim ? Get home and have a coffee, A slice will have to do, I don't talk to the missus, And she don't talk too. I hop in the shower, I have a quick scrub, I wish I had longer, To lounge in the tub. Go to the sock drawer, God what a pick, Must match the suit, To look nice & schmick. My shoes need a polish, They're looking a bit rough, But who's going to notice ? And what's a little scuff ? Wave the wife hello, And kiss the kids goodbye, Dash out the door, Now I've just got to fly. Jump into the car, Try to think of a rhyme, I'll listen to the radio, It'll pass some time. Drive the hour or so, So many bloody cars, Just poor sods like me, Is there Life on Mars ?

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Allen Jesson

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