Shunt – A Poem

Today I had

A good old shunt

In my good friends driveway.

 

It was a long journey to get there

Due to many factors,

But the worst part of all

Was reversing for two tractors.

 

Before leaving the driveway

I looked behind, then to the front,

And realised there was no other option

Than to have a good old shunt!

 

It was difficult getting out –

I stalled not once, but twice.

But what made it all worth it

Was that the drive home was very nice.

 

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