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Pressure

The icon on the dashboard lit up, Giving us the sign That pressure in the tires Was a little out of line. We checked them all; they looked okay But somehow, knowing that A problem had been noted made me Worry 'bout a flat. A tire center added air; The icon disappeared. We didn't have the situation I'd, for nothing, feared. The cars today are very smart But what they do not know Is the way my pressure rises When the tire pressure's low.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 1/30/2017 9:14:00 PM
Hmm...somehow it makes me think humans should have a "service needed soon" light right in the middle of their foreheads — might prevent some crazy from doing something, well, crazy (or running for high public office;~(
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Date: 1/27/2017 5:20:00 AM
My youngest daughter is going through this scenario right now. She had air put in her tires but the light is still going on, though they didn't find a nail, pressure keeps leaking and they are new tires. A cute poem you have made from these circumstances Ilene. : )
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Date: 1/26/2017 7:19:00 PM
Very cute ending Ilene
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Date: 1/26/2017 3:20:00 PM
Good one Ilene...I always carry a can of fix-o-flat just in case.
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