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    Wendy Cope - Bloody Men


    by poetictouch

    Wendy Cope - Bloody Men - Read by the author and then by Amanda Holden

    Bloody Men
    by Wendy Cope

    Bloody men are like bloody buses -
    You wait for about a year
    And as soon as one approaches your stop
    Two or three others appear.

    You look at them flashing their indicators,
    Offering you a ride.
    You're trying to read the destinations,
    You haven't much time to decide.

    If you make a mistake, there is no turning back.
    Jump off, and you'll stand there and gaze
    While the cars and the taxis and lorries go by
    And the minutes, the hours, the days.