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Jan 2018
Going down the tube
you do it for it's fast
I'd like to be the last
it is not because I am old
is just me I'm fast
and my surrealistic mind
clean and real
and Solihull Rock
through and through
Birmingham in my heart
and all of my kind
we speak like we do, OK!

Does not mean that we are slow
for we make cars
as fast as you wish to go
motorsports
our cars just don't do ovals
over and over again
with banked corners
we can do on the street
mostly flat
and by the way, tunnels take you to the dark side.

Love P@ul.
P@ul. ***.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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