Autopilot....... Published Cambridge News 15 May 2013

Autopilot

On the way home

I must stop at the shop

             The dog needs a bone              

And we need a lot

There’s bread and there’s milk

And things of that ilk

The clothes were drycleaned

The shoes from the menders

I need some more petrol

There’s posting the letters

The car drives itself

While my mind wanders on

Its running in auto

Just coasting along

I drive down the road
Reciting my list

Anxiously wondering

What I have missed

My hands steer the wheel

While my eyes watch the road

My feet work the pedals

I observe highway code

I keep the speed limit
I stop at the lights
My mind's still in auto
At the junction turn right.

                                                        

And now I’ve got home

The key’s in the door

I can put down my shopping

Safe onto the floor 

 But what have I done?

Of bags there are none

How far have I got?

I've quite lost the plot

Did I stop at the shop?

Oh dear  -  I forgot...