| I have to learn to drive my car I did in Australia, Now I've come this far. I can't sit home and dream of trips Or places I'd like to see; It's not going to be easy, taking my test I'll do my best, But golly - it's going to be hard for ME. There's different signs along the road Which I've never known before; Beware of deer, moose and ice, And trains go through at a mighty roar. I'm not used to driving on icey roads Nor looking out for bears; The highways are longer and the snow comes down stronger, Gosh -- am I the only person who cares? For such a long time I'd driven in Oz, It was so much easier there This old driver knew were she was ;-) The worst thing of all for little old me, As I take myself for a ride. Is looking at the road, and the line down the middle, And praying I'm on the right side. I go to my car and plan to get in, But the steering wheel's changed It's not where its been. In Australia it's different I know what to do. I'm taking my Canadian test soon, I hope I pull through. ~Jana B~ 2001 |
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