Driving through St Mellons
a small village in Cardiff (SOUTH WALES)
and place there for felons
with many a good Taff.
Approaching a speed camera
in a thirty mile zone
I'm slowing toward a zebra
while fiddling with my phone.
Looking up to my left
whilst traffic had stopped
though bewildered and deft
my jawbone had dropped.
A flash of flesh flew by
whizzing Whippet it was
fast as a blinking eye
already breaking laws.
It broke the speed limit
without getting fined
a lucky Welsh Whippet
couldn't be better timed.
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