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Wednesday, September 01, 2010A primary school poem
If I owned a car,
I could drive myself to work everyday, instead of squeezing with a million others in buses / trains. If I owned a car, I could drive others around, and to go to places I want to, without having to wonder which bus goes to that destination, without having to worry about leaving early to catch the last public transport back. If I owned a car, I could keep my bowling bowls in the car boot and go bowling whenever I feel like it, without having to think what a freaking trouble it is to lug my 3 bowling balls of 14 pounds each around, worse still, on public transport (refer to stanza 1 of this poem please). If I owned a car, I could use it as a mobile storage space, without having to carry stuff wherever I go. If I owned a car, I could drive my girlfriend around when we go dating, and without me having the nagging feeling of what-the-stupid-and-incompetent-bf-I-am. Inferiority complex, that is. If I owned a car, I won't be a laughing stock at others who owned a car, or have the delusion of people laughing at me for not owning a car. If only I owned a car. Okay I can carry on dreaming.
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