Victor feels Frowsy Disheveled and Frayed

Victor, the VW bus was angry, he had rust on himself now
His owner was unkempt, frowsy, disheveled and frayed.
His house would have been condemned
If he had not hired a maid.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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