The 3,467th Poem Of A Bad Poet Poem by bob eichen

I don't drive my car with the accelerator floored all the time.
I don't stomp on the brakes and lock the tires to slow.
I don't speed over every pothole and bump.
I don't ignore obstacles or hit them deliberately.
I don't use the cheapest oil or gas.
I don't go years without checking or changing the oil and coolant.
I don't ignore the warnings of pings, knocks, shakes and shimmies.
I don't put sugar in my gas tank every Friday and Saturday night.
I don't go to the mechanic only when my car is dying.
I don't totally ignore my mechanic's advice.
Why then, do I do this with my life?
Why do I do this to my body?
Oh well,
At least I haven't stuck a potato up my tailpipe yet.