My Truck Is So Old
My truck is so old…
When I buy gas, I get a free Flintstone glass.
So old that mold has my truck growing on it.
So old that when I bought it used I found Betty White`s prom dress under
the seat.
So old pot holes cover up when they see me coming.
So old, all it`s parts have "if found," return address labels.
So old my seatbelt is my Mother`s right arm.
So old Moon river`s the only song on the radio.
So old it has a Nixon/Agnew bumper sticker.
My truck is so old that when I go in for an inspection, I have to come back
the next day... After they`ve stopped laughing.
Copyright © Charlie Knowlton | Year Posted 2018
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