The Car

Where does the money subtly go? every month it simply disappears; a bit here, forth to and fro a bit there too, oh! my dear! My ciggs' are under much control they don't tax me a hundred fold; i can't believe the things i've sold so where in fact, does the money go? Just yesterday the price of fuel went up petrol's hike is understood; i can accept this much enough i also spend on drinks and food. i buy a shaver once a month that's normal, it keeps me very smart; even loans i get, is put up front i don't eat pancakes or even tarts! My shoes are only bought once a year they last me thru' the harshest time; my socks and buttons are all not dear my budget should suit me very fine. So then i look into the bucket list lo! and behold! the car repairs; they weigh a ton, i cannot miss all used up once, that seems unfair. So now i know where the money goes it's maintenance and much of car parts; no more mystery, the money flows away from me, that breaks my heart!