I was born on a third August bed
The second was the great
If I was born on THAT GREAT second
My mother to change my name would have reckoned
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Thou hast been plundered by savage hosts Thou hast been wanted and ay, too soon lost Thou hast reached the simmering spot and been to the gutter Thou hast been murkily dull and wantonly scattered Thou hast the fire in your mechanical loins and went on creaking Thou hast everything you needed and yet, too soon began leaking Oh, my dearest automobile Thou wast nothing that produced me glee, but woe was me all this while And now I shall utter the so longfully longed for final bye.
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Bye-bye, My Dearest Automobile by Oxford Genie