Cars Card
a CARS CARD is for a love
an owner has for his
When all his cars are just a love
his license has to whiz
So off he goes to see the world
and travel round the globe
And in the end his car will say
I've travel''d round a blobe
And park itself to say it's right
and men can never be
What girls to men are sacrificed
and left to be as free
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