An Old Car
My family is an old car:
Dad is the oil of the motor that keeps the car in good condition
Mom is the motor mounts that hold the motor in place
Paco, The Chihuahua is the seats in the car that the humans sit in to control the vehicle
Kiki, The cat is the hood of the car which is the door to the heart of the car that allows easy access to the motor
My Grandfather is the computer in the car which allows the car to run in a specific way and stores all the information you’ll ever need
My uncle Larry is the gas tank of the car which holds the fuel that runs the car
My Uncle Joe is the gas cap for the passage into the tank, into which the fuel flows down to enter the tank
Lulu, the pug is the wheels of the car, which may not always work as they should but they move the vehicle
Sweetheart, the pug is the very gauges of the car which tell you how fast you are going
My cousin, Johnathan, is the steering wheel of the car, which makes the car go in a direction
My Cousin Eric is the muffler which muffles the motor sounds
My grandma Eastridge is the motor of the car which is the heart…Without it the car won’t run
I am the framework of the car which holds us all together with my love.
Copyright © Thomas Durham Iii | Year Posted 2014
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