Car Of Rust Poem by soren Barrett

My old vehicle years by my side now dilapidated what was once my pride
Seats torn from many a ride rust spots canker the paint outside
On the windshield a crack that continues to grow fenders dented from many a blow
Motor runs hot and slow a scratched bumper from many a tow
Overheating on a climb on the carpet stains of greasy slime
Lent to others from time to time in hidden crevices accumulated grime
The battery I can no longer trust down below rotted with rust
Tires about ready to bust timing needs a readjust
Her brakes power decreased on an incline goes west when pointed east
She squeaks until she is greased a junkyard priest told me she was deceased
Thought I bought her long ago but was on a lease that I didn't know
With a motor about ready to blow I just can not bring myself to let her go