A Drive Down Hobart Road
Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2018 12:02 pm
A Drive Down Hobart Road
I live in Melbourne city, and a street near my abode
Is a great historic icon by the name of Sydney Road.
It leads the way to Sydney, which is surely no surprise,
And north and south along its route, the traffic fairly flies.
One day I started thinking, “We have Sydney to the north,
But south is Hobart city, and I’d like to sally forth
In my trusty little motor car, and make the journey there.
Hobart’s not as famous, and I’m not sure that’s quite fair.”
So I turned, of course, to Google, and I searched for Hobart Road,
And even though I took great care in typing, I’d be blowed!
I couldn’t find the thoroughfare, which left me most confused,
And thinking by technology once more I’d been abused.
I still felt quite undaunted in my mission, let me say,
And knew it simply meant I’d have to find another way.
I’d turn to intuition and rely on common sense,
For though I’m weak with mobile phones, I’m not completely dense!
I thought, “I’m sure technology can still serve as my mate.
I’ll simply use my GPS to help me navigate.”
I headed down to Portsea, but I got a sharp jolt when
My vehicle turned sharply south, and left the bitumen.
Soon my wheels were on the sand. I wore a worried frown.
They couldn’t get much grip. Thank God the route was steeply down!
But when we hit the water I became a mite concerned,
And felt the road to Hobart was a route that should be spurned.
I quickly turned my window down, and hurled myself outside,
Abandoning my auto to a wild and rocky ride.
The breakers caught it broadside, and they tumbled it at will,
And I do not mind confessing that it made me feel quite ill.
The last time that I saw it, it was lying on its roof.
There is no road to Hobart, and my auto is the proof.
At least, there’s not from Melbourne, and I’m here to make that clear,
And old Sydney Road looks tempting for my holiday next year!
© Stephen Whiteside 12.03.2018
I live in Melbourne city, and a street near my abode
Is a great historic icon by the name of Sydney Road.
It leads the way to Sydney, which is surely no surprise,
And north and south along its route, the traffic fairly flies.
One day I started thinking, “We have Sydney to the north,
But south is Hobart city, and I’d like to sally forth
In my trusty little motor car, and make the journey there.
Hobart’s not as famous, and I’m not sure that’s quite fair.”
So I turned, of course, to Google, and I searched for Hobart Road,
And even though I took great care in typing, I’d be blowed!
I couldn’t find the thoroughfare, which left me most confused,
And thinking by technology once more I’d been abused.
I still felt quite undaunted in my mission, let me say,
And knew it simply meant I’d have to find another way.
I’d turn to intuition and rely on common sense,
For though I’m weak with mobile phones, I’m not completely dense!
I thought, “I’m sure technology can still serve as my mate.
I’ll simply use my GPS to help me navigate.”
I headed down to Portsea, but I got a sharp jolt when
My vehicle turned sharply south, and left the bitumen.
Soon my wheels were on the sand. I wore a worried frown.
They couldn’t get much grip. Thank God the route was steeply down!
But when we hit the water I became a mite concerned,
And felt the road to Hobart was a route that should be spurned.
I quickly turned my window down, and hurled myself outside,
Abandoning my auto to a wild and rocky ride.
The breakers caught it broadside, and they tumbled it at will,
And I do not mind confessing that it made me feel quite ill.
The last time that I saw it, it was lying on its roof.
There is no road to Hobart, and my auto is the proof.
At least, there’s not from Melbourne, and I’m here to make that clear,
And old Sydney Road looks tempting for my holiday next year!
© Stephen Whiteside 12.03.2018
