It took place in the pre-rock and roll era
not quite the Glenn Miller Story but the one
featuring Gene Krupa going berserk
as I recall, as one might say
someone should keep a record
A single engined plane disappeared over the English Channel
and she took off on her tricycle
not tricycle bicycle with
stabilisers get it right
mum didn't notice for ages
the boy was transfixed also half asleep
waiting for the punk rocker call
also, athletics from Crystal Palace
Dad as always was absent with his hobbies
she took off as fast her as two chubby legs
and three or would it be four
wheels could take her, all
The way to Tudor Gardens which
as it happens aha haha aha ha
can't say that any more
isn't all that far away as the crow cycles
Until some nosy old couple
aka good neighbours asked if
she was lost by which time
mum had noticed, the house was aflap
Gene Krupa could batter himself a new one
A search party was despatched - 'She
can't have gone far, get out on your
bike and look for her!'
I like a mission and took my task
very seriously. By the time
I returned an hour later
so had she
and now it was my turn -
'Where the hell have you been!'
She insisted she wasn't running away
she'd just got bored
we all got bored in the suburbs
accidental punk rockers every one
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