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When I was out walking I did espy
A camper van with a tear in its eye,
It wasn`t too big nor was it too small
But from it`s headlight a tear did fall.

My pity for this I just couldn`t hide
And so I dared to venture inside,
I had to see just what was its plight
And see if I could help to put things right.

You and I shall have a little natter
And you can tell me what is the matter,
`I don`t think I`m wanted` it replied
And then it simply broke down and cried.

`I have been sold by the people I knew
They treated me well and my fondness grew,
The family increased so I had to go
It was hard to take, it was quite a blow`.

`I was brought up North but this I don`t mind
Just so long as my new owners are kind,
But since I arrived my wheels have not turned
And so I feel that I have been spurned`.

`His cry is always` "I`m too busy to go
I have a lot of work don`t you know",
`She replies` "You`ll have to learn to say NO
Then off on our travels we can go".

I want the key in my ignition to turn
Then on to the road and some rubber we`ll burn,
To feel the breeze thru` my open windows blow
Then I will show them just how I can go.

But for now I stand all sad and forlorn
I don`t want to be declared as SORN
I`m scared if I stand that my bits will rust
Then to scrap me would become a must.

I said, `Oh camper van please do not cry
I will help you or at least I`ll try,
I`ll see if they will sell you to me
I`d put you on the road and you`d be free.

 copyrightę2008 Elsie

Elsie`s Poetry ~*~ Poet5170

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