Mercedes motor home

We were so excited
We’d won it, it was true
There it was in all its glory
Out there in full view
Sparklingly emotional
Polished clean it sat
Wanting us to drive it
It was, , where we were at

Gleaming in the night sun
Exalted I can say
Happy it was won by us
An exhilarated way
It just gleamed profusely
That it would belong
To us two seen as winsome
Its engine like a song

Six gears sitting patiently
Oxfordshire would be
Where its tyres and engine
Would purr so beautifully
It is ours, no ifs no buts
Our dream had come true
Thank you to Mercedes
The spell of spells on view

Sat there looking pretty
A masterpiece in fact
It couldn’t look more special
It knew how we would react
We were in a state of wonder
Sorcery of old
Inside it was just perfect
We honestly were sold

Magically uplifting
Quietly standing there
Elevated it supremely
All the more aware
With our four shared tickets
The spell cast made it clear
We were the just winners
It was ours just so much cheer

Our day to remember