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Hey diddle diddle

by @raymond-dickson

Hey diddle diddle, The cars do a twiddle, They twist and turn on the road, Dodging the pot holes, Some with broken controls, I've even seen some being towed, Hey diddle diddle, The road in the middle, Needs a little repair, If you can swing by, And give it a try, And pretend you're a council that care, Hey diddle diddle, Thanks for the repair in the middle, But the road needs a whole new coat, Take care when crossing, Cause the road's all rutting, You'll need to be a mountain goat. Hey diddle diddle, Is the council on the fiddle, Just like Nero did in Rome, Please come and fix it, You'll need to bring a tar pit, Cause it's shaking the walls in my home.
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Mar 31, 2015
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A poem to the council about road repair that doesn't go right.

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#rome#fiddle#road#potholes#repair#council#diddle#nero
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