The 418

Warm, wet, watch,
Wait. Early or late?
Here at last.
Shuffle step.
De de-de-de.
Whir-whir, whir-whir.
Thrown in seat.
Stop. Chug-chug chug-chug,
Start, err rer rer rer,
Bounce bob,
Whir-whir whir-whir
Sway, lurch, stop.

Loop ’til D’Hill

(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved

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