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An Automotive Lament MAG

By Anonymous

I tell this tale of me, and my sorrow,
A Tale of a car which no one shouldborrow.
Loud as a truck, Fast as a horse,
Or, Perhaps an Ox,
For nohorse travels with as little force,
As my car.
Scratched and dented,
Bygarbage cans,
Snow banks, Leaf piles,
Oh, the list can go on,
Andon,
Forever.
Bouncing over the littlest bumps,
Struts worn out fromcontinuous thumps.
Turning the wheel is ever a fun task,
For the steeringis broken.
Oh Woe, Now the engine is smoking.
A tale of a car which no oneshould borrow,
I tell this tale of me and my sorrow.








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