Beachy head is well loved beauty spot
Coach driver's lament
This was one of my stories,
I shared with my passengers.
On on a open top bus,
Heading towards beachy head.
Now then ladies and gentlemen,
We had a coach driver.
That decided to leave his wife,
To go and live with his girlfriend.
When he told her that he was leaving,
She said you have made your bed.
I want the keys to the house,
And if you're walking out that door.
Don't think for one moment
I'll take you back once you've left.
He got round to the girlfriend's,
Told her that he had left his wife.
His girlfriend said tough,
I don't want you living with me.
He got back to his wife's house,
Just as she was going out.
Told her he had nowhere to go,
She told him you're not living here.
If you're not gone by the time I get back,
I'm calling the police I don't want you
Anyway near me or the kids.
Feeling sorry for himself he waited,
When the kids got home from school.
He bundle them into the boot of his car,
Drove to the top of beachy head.
With every intention of driving over the top,
With the kids, Still in the boot.
The car wheels got caught in a ditch,
That's where the police caught him.
He spent 6-months in hellingly hospital,
The bus company didn't fire him.
As a coach driver, They demoted him.
Ladies and gentlemen he is your driver,
On the beach head bus.
Words by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-08-07 at 21:17
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