The Old Car
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The Old Car
by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2016
Remember when we used to say
“I’ve got to trade this car”
it hard to start in the mornings
and it won’t go very far
The linkage to the gears all shot
the timing just don’t time
if I find someone silly enough
I’ll sell it for a dime
Just when you think your minds made up
and tomorrow it’s a trade
it seems as though it reads your thoughts
and steps it up a grade
It started great this morning
and the linkage worked just fine
I’ve driven quite a distance
and the timing seems in time
She seems to know what I’ve been thinking
and is trying to change my mind
and show, even if I go looking
a better car I just won’t find
I know she has done this before
the decision’s been prevented
and I have not shown her the door
like a fool I have relented
but this time she just has to go
she just cannot be trusted
she’ll start it all again I know
but this time, she’s been busted
Copyright © Robert J Moore | Year Posted 2016
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