AT THE WHEEL by Pete Brammer

AT THE WHEEL by Pete Brammer

 Anthony Parr drove his car,

But could only turn it right,

He never went round to the left,

And yet he was quite bright.

 

Now he didn’t have a licence,

No insurance cover too,

How he loved this little Mini,

In purple and light blue.

 

In fact he hadn’t passed his test,

So this story must unfold,

He was on a fairground round-a-bout,

And was only six years old.