The poem
A man on his own in a car Is revenging himself on his wife; He open the throttle and bubbles with dottle and puffs at his pitiful life
She's losing her looks very fast, she loses her temper all day; that lorry won't let me get past, this Mini is blocking my way.
"Why can't you step on it and shift her! I can't go on crawling like this! At breakfast she said that she wished I was dead- Thank heavens we don't have to kiss.
"I'ld like a nice blonde on my knee And one who won't argue or nag. Who dares to come hooting at me? I only give way to a Jag.
"You're barmy or plastered, I'll pass you, you bastard- I will overtake you. I will!" As he clenches his pipe, his moment is ripe And the corner's accepting its kill.
Reprinted with the permission of John Murray (Publishers) Ltd.
does he die at the end, also can people send me notes about it thanks :D
doesnt the road symbolize his relationship with his wife??