Poem -

M.O.T NEEDED!!

M.O.T NEEDED!!

If my body was a car!

I would be trading it in for a newer model!!

I`ve got bumps, dents and scratches

And my headlights are out of focus!

My gearbox must be seizing up!

As it now takes several hours to reach maximum speed!

I find myself overheating for no reason!

And every time I sneeze, cough or laugh

Either my radiator leaks!

Or my exhaust backfires!

I think I`ve failed this years M.O.T!!!!!

G xx

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Rose Sho

LOL...Thank God you ain't a car but your sweet self....you sure got a lovely sense of humour

Merry Christmas to you and yours

Love you dearly

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Georgina Richardson

I`m glad you liked it sweetie! This old mum of yours is falling to bits and certainly needs a new paint job!! There`s not a mechanic on the planet that can fix this old boiler!!!

I love you and I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas. Give your mum and sister a hug for me.

God bless and keep you all safe for me

Love and kisses

Mummy xx

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Larry Ran

My Dear Poetess G,

All these things are easily repairable, or need no fixing at all.  A good body man can smooth out all your imperfections.  A man who has eyes for you can refocus your headlights.  KGel will lubricate the gear box.  It's great to take hours before reaching the max.  "Overheating" is "cool".  The more a radiator leaks, the hotter it gets.  Nothing like a good pass of gas, to show pleasure.

Luv Ya,

Larry xxx

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Georgina Richardson

I`m glad you enjoyed my bit of fun my Larry, I could do with a good plastic surgeon too!

I love you both

Kisses to my Cody

Love G xx

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