You pull into a car park <br />and they spring out of nowhere. <br />“Do you want your car washed <br />while you’re doing your shopping? <br />We do not charge a lot.” <br />My answer is no. <br />“Sorry mate but my car is under scientific study. <br />I am an insect- ornithologist. <br />I study bird droppings and insect splatters. <br />I get out every night with my tweezers, <br />take the remaining bits off, <br />and put them in a specimen jar. <br />I am also going in for <br />the dirtiest car of the year award. <br />I have won it three times already. <br />So you see my car does not need a wash thank you.” <br />They look at me somewhat strangely <br />before they go on their merry way. <br />Therefore, the next time you pull into a car park <br />and someone wants to wash your car. <br />Just tell them you are an insect-ornithologist <br />engaged in a scientific study. <br />They will never understand what you mean. <br />They might think you are somewhat strange, <br />but you will save yourself a packet. <br />Now that ain’t strange, that is wise. <br /> <br /> <br />(22 July 2007)<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/car-washers-fun-poem-34/
