In a Sydney motor collision on Monday a baby was hurled from its mother's arms through a car window on to a cement road. It was uninjured, and was smiling and chuckling when picked up.
I had a lovely game today. Life, after all, is not so slow; But it's not often elders play At pastimes that amuse one so; And life had grown a little tame Until they thought of this new game. They put you in a motor car And drive you quickly up a lane. Then there's a rather pleasant far And out you go through the pane And notice as you swiftly pass, The pretty tinkling of the glass. Next minute you are in the street With all the nice cement and dirt And motor wheels and horses feet. And when you find you are not hurt You laugh with all your might and main ... I wish they'd play that game again.
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