It Poem by Sapphire Gordon
It
It looks like the type of car
You only see
On T.V.
It smells leathery and new
You can only breath
If you believe.
It feels smooth but also rough
That you want to touch
Over again.
On your mind
This leaves a scar,
It is of course,
A curtesy car!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
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5/4/2024 1:08:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
hehe, very nice and lighthearted, well done.