My Old Jalopy
Just had to buy a new battery
For my seven year old beat up jalopy
Actually I'm exaggerating just a little
As cars go it's a very fine copy
A four door sedan with all the extras
And a dashboard readout to die for
Numbers as big as all get out
Couldn't really ask for much more
But sure can't fool police officers
Saying you didn't notice your speed
"If you've trouble reading those big numbers
Blindness is what you should plead"
Aside from that, the time has come
Maybe a Porsche or even a Rolls Royce
More likely a stylish Mini Cooper
Will most likely be my first choice
Nice dream, silly boy, now back to reality
You're not a teenager any more
Better grow up, stop living in the past
Grim Reaper's knocking at the door!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2014
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