Barcoo Bitch

The Mpu - Poem by Barcoo Bitch

You suspend my bloody licence and my rego to
But you won't stop me from driving, no matter what you do
You threaten that you'll cease my car, we'll go ahead and try it
I'll just find another one and go along and buy it
To drive is not a privilege to me it's my bloody right
And while ever there still making cars, I'll be driving when i like
You'll have to lock me up or kill me, or else just let me be
You won't stop anyone from driving, especially me
If jail is were I'm ending up, then so be bloody it
But the very day I get released, I'll go ahead and sit
My arse right in a vehicle and then I'll turn the key
And I'll be driving once again, as I said you won't stop me
So go ahead and kill me, after all is done and said
The only to stop me from driving is make sure i'm bloody dead

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 10, 2012

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