Slick Rick The Guitarists Lost Caravan Poem by alan brown

Slick Rick The Guitarists Lost Caravan



Slick Rick the Guitarist
was mowing down the lawn.
When all at once he noticed
that his caravan had gone.

He looked into the bushes
and even in the pan
But for the very life of him
he could not find his van

He followed his intuition
and went out in the street
Thats where he found the scrape marks
that were made by his caravans feet.

He jumped into his four wheel drive
and followed the murky tracks.
And soon he found his caravan
as he'd left it around the back.

He could not for the life of him remember,
even until this very day.
So he went and wrote a song about
the caravan that went astray.

The caravan had a mind of its own
Slick Rick quickly wrote.
With the chorus about the heavy rain
that made his caravan float.

And if you go on u-tube
and listen to his song
please leave a pleasant comment
as his friend Alan sang along.

Saturday, April 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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