Life is a funny old game,
Little things drive me insane,
Drivers driving in wrong lane,
Or fighting to get on the train.
They stand on left and not the right,
Stop in my path to see a sight,
The way they speak should make it clear,
I don't think they're from round here.
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Author:
Daveyboyz (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just an observation as I go about my journey, when you don't know local customs the rush hour is a bad place to learn.
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ha ha! And you all drive on the wrong side of the street! No wonder your visitors get mixed up!
Back in feudal times we rode on the left so our right hands were free to defend ourselves against attack and so it remains today - not that I anticipate brandishing my sword any time soon. 🙂
Great information! I didn't know......... it's fun finding these things out........
I know that problem well - standing still on the left on the escalators and I emphasise with the other grumbles as well .Great stuff Davey.
Very self aware
Thanks all.
...it's the story of my life...they're all out of step except me.... and maybe you...
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