What an american jeep
The eye-catching size of the jeep
Made my skin creep
And at top speed by heart leap!
A quite intact tank oil wouldn’t from it seep
And glasses one couldn’t through them peep ;
Not a fault wearing such as make drivers weep
And for days deserted by needful sleep.
Always further likeable with a beep,
Its bodyweight that of dense gravels, a heap!
Yep, an automobile God beside Himself could keep.
What an American je...eep!
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