My Car Is Not a Reflection of Me
My car is not a reflection of me.
She’s sleek and sexy and runs with glee.
She’s magnificent as she can be.
She’s fast and fine; laughs with a tee-hee-hee.
I truly wish she was a reflection of me.
I am totally jealous of her you see!
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