The Three Cylinder Car That Could Poem by Mimie Durand
The Three Cylinder Car That Could
What Is A Car
Is It Friend Or Foe?
Depends How It Runs
How Fast It Can Go.
Up And Down The Mountain
Passing Sports Cars And Sedans
It’s Just A Three Cylinder
But, Burns Rubber On Command.
Love And Hate Relationships
Between Owners And Their Cars
One Day They Run Well
The Next, Can’t Burn Tar.
One Thing I Have
Fancy Car Drivers Yearn For
Is The Title I Hold
For My Three Cylinder Car.
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