Mimie Durand

The Three Cylinder Car That Could - Poem by Mimie Durand

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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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 3, 2009

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