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Old and Classic

I am getting old now, I can only turn over They can’t get me to run, but I not all done. My valves are leaking, I often misfire My fuel gauge will sputter my heart will flutter I go for checkups, and get the approval sticker I do get some flattery about my die hard battery. I mind the cold and I mind the heat My engine will pump an extra beat I’m careful what I put in my tank High test gas but no added salt My plugs ignite and fire, but my arteries are clogged Fuel stabilizers are added, but forget the ice cream malt. My air cleaner is dusty, my hood is rusty I often hear a thump, but it’s only my heart pump I used to be a red deuce coup, now I can’t make the loop I have so many dings that my old age brings. I enjoyed being in the derby race, but now I’m at a turtles pace. Ted Mack had suggested Geritol to build up my speed, Unfortunately I cannot get any pep in my step. I really need a good scrubbing, and a set of new tires Don’t need a lot of tools, just some wrenches and pliers. As you can plainly see my memory is off kilter Hard to write and rhyme, slow engine bogged up mind I go to the shop, the mechanic checks me out I often forget what to say, therefore I need a proctor. But when I can’t spin and blow up the dust Then I roll into the office to see my doctor. I’m all over the road, hard to stay in line Vertigo sets in, I’m sure I’ll be paying a fine, My engine would really revive up Now it only idles, my get up and go takes awhile. This classic old clunker is just like me It made this opportunity to write, Do you think I could remember it and recite? I am this old classic, as I have traveled so far Have tracks all around, and parts not found My old chassis and my grinding gears Will still get me around for several more years I can still go, perhaps a bit slow I go for health checks and pee in the cup I stay off the highways to avoid a pileup. So now you know the similarities of me and my car They’ll put me in an auto auction some day, My horse power is now like that of a donkey Resting in the garage, I am here to stay.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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