PICKINGS
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If we girls were made of metal with a steering wheel and seat, if we had a dashboard and wheels instead of feet, if we had an engine instead of just a heart if we only had those gadgets men love to take apart if we had brakes, number-plates and clutch, whenever our men handled us they'd tremble at the touch, If we were prone to body rot then they'd lay down on their backs beneath our rusting structure filling in those crucial cracks. If our intake was just petrol, water, oil and air then our car-mad maniacs would give us loving care, If we had indicators, built-in radio-cassette, if they could drive us anywhere then it's a dead sure bet we'd be so well-thought of we'd be their pride and treasure They'd be at our mercy to toy with at our leisure What a driving thought, girls, with our chosen miles-per-hour We could bewitch our car mad men, with our brain-free gear-box power. |
GLENDA WINTEIN |
from The Irresistible Rose ISBN 0 903619 15 9 Next poem Previous poem |
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