M.O.T. Poem by Kelvin Rush

M.O.T.



I took my van for an M.O.T.
The Mechanic smirked as he looked at me
Five Hundred Quid was the final cost
I'll never go there again he can get lost

Tuesday, April 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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