We were all
primed up for a ride way out west, to a place upon the Murray called Echuca
I was busting for
a ride upon my joy and pride, shooting through the bends like a bazooka
But alas I’m
stuck in Court, my best efforts came to naught, to get this case dusted by
midweek
Four times longer
than expected, my pleas for speed rejected, to get it done by Friday I did seek
So Friday we’ll
depart, and Roxy will stay parked, and the BatCab will provide our
transportation
But if I’m still
in court on Monday, we’ll be heading home on Sunday, and I won’t be very happy
with my station
This need to earn
more money, is not very bloody funny, it’s getting in the way of all my
pleasures
If I can’t get on
my bike, and do the other things I like, I will have to take some very
drastic measures
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