Wrecked
When I think of Linda broken down car
I think of my nephew
From the look of things
Her blue 2001 Honda Civic
Is in mint condition
New tires
Battery operated
Nice body
Always shiny clean
But like my nephew
Her car has a head problem
She is frustrated with her car
Because its not reliable
Gone are the days when the car
Was brand new like a baby
And would response to her every needs
She is afraid that when the red light comes on
That she will be abandoned
She has consulted with car doctors who told
Her that its repairs will break the bank
But she has max out her credit cars
She will not say that she is emotionally attached
But she is trying to save the car
I told her that her car is like a child
Like my nephew who needs saving
But with human life he cannot be replaced
Like a car
But she said that a cat is cheaper
Copyright © Mel Brake | Year Posted 2014
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