The Mockery

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 22, 2017

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The Mockery

 

It’s with the greatest trepidation

That I approach this situation,

I really feel like I should run away.

This is just a make-pretend,

I just wish the thing would end

It’s taking all my will-power to stay.

 

The first part – well, no problem there,

A sense of relief, an ease of care

Much of this had been a major worry

Then I thought I did okay

But who the hell was I to say --

I was messing it all up in such a hurry.

 

Five minutes on I knew I’d failed,

The wrong gear I went and nailed

But even so I went and carried on.

Perhaps that was my big mistake,

I should have put on that damn brake --

At least then I’d have done not so much wrong.

 

So I drove on into the town,

The best of times this makes me frown,

I’d reached the stage of wanting it just done.

Not one bit of feedback was given

Until back home I’d gone and driven --

I found I’d failed a lot more times than one.

 

The faults, so many, were a shock,

Fragile confidence received a knock,

Of me, this test has made a mockery.

I’ve got to repeat it all again

Monday morning, sun or rain

Driving -- it just loves defeating me.

 

 

 

 

 


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