My Mother the Car
From your senses, have you taken leave?
What you have told us is hard to believe.
We were all sorry when your mother passed away.
You met her again when you went car shopping today?
She came back as a 1928 Porter.
You drove her home to show your wife, son, and daughter.
Are you sure it was not your imagination?
There are some people who believe in reincarnation.
It seems strange to come back to earth as a car.
Of all the things in the world, that sounds quite bizarre.
Well, that is a weird scene, David Crabtree.
You are being pursued by Captain Manzini.
He chases after you during day and night.
He wants the car, and never gets your name right.
I know you are happy that your mother is alive.
However, the public did not seem to care in 1965.
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