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The Talking Car

"I'm tired" said the wheel just driving around The radio inside wasn't making a sound "Wish I was full" the petrol cap suddenly said Such a commotion for the journey ahead "Use me gently and be soft on the touch" This was obviously said by the dear old clutch "Whatever you do don't make a mistake" Replied politely by the trusty and reliable brake I'm sure you find talking car parts a hoot Nothing was inside the once crowded boot So if you travel any distance near or far Just listen out please to the talking car

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