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Pride and joy

When I was young I had a car It didn’t cost too much It didn’t have a speedo It didn’t have a clutch The doors, they wouldn’t open And the roof was non existent The wheels were always squeaking And the noise was quite persistent It didn’t have a gear stick And the windscreen wasn’t there This was my pride and joy, and so I really didn’t care The only thing that bugged me was Should it begin to shower I couldn’t get home quick ‘cause, it was only pedal power

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/3/2011 7:36:00 PM
i love your quick flowing rhymes and clever use of language. the ending is wonderful! as a fellow rhymer, i'm really enjoying your style.
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