For better or worse
Roads zigzagged, curvy dirt
Everywhere, now, asphalt
Trees gone, nature's dead
Wild cat can't see the bird
Mercedes has replaced
Ass, mule and horses
But inside; cars, trucks
They carry animals
When inside they depend
When outside four-two legs
Different each one feels
In, outside, behind wheels
Worst of all as we know
Is the one who holds last.
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