Ode to a flat tyre…

… well, not really flat, but the pneumos was certainly depleted.

I blamed it on the three boofy blokes crammed in the back seat of the wagon.
“Hey, your back tyres down a bit,” they said.
First I’d noticed; the car is due for a service.
“Not built to take your combined weight,” I said.
We went to lunch then I distributed them to their various drop-off points.
Took it to the local BP Connect and connected the air hose.

It was 11 – took it up to 30
Then I noticed the coach bolt – rammed in tight
Simultaneously piercing and plugging the tread.
I wonder how slow this leak is?
Will it last through tomorrow’s appointments
Until I get a chance to change the wheel?