An Ode To Bush Parking By Shwy I cannot park, this is no lie, I backed into a bush, that has started to die It now has a following, Of Tory and Me, The Wench encourages us, cuz Dude! Its for free! Its now a competition, How high, how far? Bush bits go flying, It all depends on the car! Oh hey, we have a groupie! The Wench wants to buy the shirt! She switchs car to car, Oye, what a flirt, One day it will be an Olympic Sport, Held at U-hill, Oh and a can of coke, o' top of the car cannot spill!! (we've done that too!) Honest to god, no joke, Tory and i had competitions last year to see who could go further into the bushes when we parked. It was a hell of a good time. This poem is on here, dedicated to both the Wench and Tory. Hope you enjoyed it! |
Look at it go into the bushes!!!! YAY!!!!!! |