T Poem - TT and Me

TT and Me
( For Peter )

In tens - six, seven, eight
I am going to be late
Speedometer shooting up
I am a road hog pup

Zig zag from lane to lane
In my convertible frame
Accelerator and heavy brake
This car's no fake

It's the real thing, man !
Catch me if you can
I'll be there in half the time
I'm rich, speeding's no crime

I'm in it for the thrill
With my shiny chrome grill
Nerves of steel
We've got lotsa sex appeal

Invincible ! - that's me
Can't you see
I'm no mere mortal
I'm better than you all

I'm insane
Life's a game
Mine's just a fad
Because I'm mad

You can't catch me
I don't come for free
To find me, dig deep
You might get a peep

I don't know, that you can see
And you know, I'll never agree
That we are the same
I am not that inane

I've got to stay ahead
Because I live in dread
I speed on and on
And soon I'll be gone

Out of sight
Away from fright

Let's play Peeka Boo
Shoooo !

Go away

I don't want you to see
I don't want to be
The same as you all

Brrrum Brrrum !

I'm gone
See !

10.VII.2001
MWC