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Lollipop Lady Blues

It doesn't take much, for me to be late in the morning A bad nights sleep, another day at work, it can be oh so boring 20 minutes, does it really matter, in the grand scheme of things Jump in the car, radio on, Same DJ with the X-Factor wannabes wearing their bling Its a short trip but can still be delayed once more Further down the road by a woman who makes my head sore.... Hitting the roundabout 2 miles from anywhere The traffic backs up to give us all a timely scare What on Earth could delay us on this trip to a place of ethical sanction As without work our lives would halt without function Bills to pay and food to buy, we need the income from some money tree What is holding me up as already late, Maybe set my alarm earlier but hey, what will be will be The slow jaunt on the bumper to bumper ride Its only 10 minutes more but time is not on my side..... And there she is, My delay Luminous in stature holding the road like shes some traffic God Chatting away to the ladies as if she's PC Plod Holding that lollipop on her black and yellow stick She's really starting to get on my wick Some of us have places to be old lady like she even cares Kids crossing the road, go play Chicken, like they'd even dare Really, all in all, she is doing a good job And there's me rushing and acting like a bit of a......wally! As if I did knock a child over I'd forever be sorry Even when it rains she puts up her brolly Stop the parent and kids from always getting wet I suppose in the end she is the safer bet Maybe I will always be late but nothing I can't sort with a brew, Instead of getting, Lollipop Lady Blues JJB
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john-bartholomew
45 / M / Cambridge
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Written by
john-bartholomew
45 / M / Cambridge
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Jan 9, 2019
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That's the story of my life; I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop - Marilyn Monroe

I don't like lollipops - Eoin Colfer

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