Pot Hole

Gradient it was steep,

the camber made me slip a few feet,

until the verge I did touch,

the kerb I did touch,

the verge I did nudge,

my foot down,

exhaust white billow,

my head impacted an inflated pillow,

skidding u turn,

pothole black flat that was that,

Picnic mechanic wait,

the signpost 50 miles to London it said,

the tyre gone,

the toll for speeding,

skidding pothole.

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