99 – Jaguar Envy

Poem number 99
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Jaguar Envy
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Jaguar, oh Jaguar with sleek and sensual lines
I’d be afraid to park you by the shops if you were mine
Some git would scratch you with a key
Or set your roof on fire
Or even take a massive wee
Upon your lovely tyres
Then your beauty would be ruined
And I’d feel all blue and sad
So I’ll never buy a Jaguar
The world is just too bad.

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