PicturePoems

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Following a Ferrari

The Ferrari was fast. The Ferrari was red.
It caused a furore, it has to be said,
for bright red Ferraris will soon turn a head.

Ahead drove a farmer with farm tools on tow
on a trundling tractor so no-one could go
more than ten miles an hour. The Ferrari was slow.

The Ferrari was red. The Ferrari was hot.
It was shiny and shapely, slow-going or not.
Ask me, would I like one? I'd give it a shot!



© Celia Warren 2018

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