The thunderbird
Is a funny fowl
It flies from street to street
It breathes in air
And spits out fumes
Which do smell none too sweet.
Sorry, nothing else occurred in the way of verse. Ford Thunderbird, one of those iconic American car which began with the Chevy Corvette, and culminated in the Ford Mustang.
Experiences of an urban sketcher based in South Wales - does exactly what it says on the tin. All images in this blog are copyright, and may not be used or reproduced without my permission. If you'd like an original, a print, or to use them in some other fashion, then email me at londinius@yahoo.co.uk.
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