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O car
O car, please keep going for another six months
so that I can save up to buy another.
I promise I will not thrash or crash you,
or clash your gears.
How about if I promise “I’ll only drive you at sixty K’s around town.”
If I promise you this
will you promise ‘not to break down.’
O Car, O beloved one with so many defects,
will you keep going!? Just for me!
Don’t turn yourself into a ride off wreck.
And please don’t go and get yourself into trouble with the police,
Po … lease …!
Car, I make this promise;
I won’t ever again called you a
useless pile of bolts and nuts,
this I solemnly promise if you promise me not to leave me deep in a rut.
For I can’t afford another,
you’re all I got; it’s just you and me, you just got to keep going!
And beside, I’m still paying you off
the money that I’m owning.
So what do you say car!?
Slowly I turn the key.
Ro…om, ra …oom,
O thank you car!
Nice car!
Nice car!
Good car!
© Written by Dominic John Gill 17/May/2005 www.poetry.net.au dominicj7@poetry.net.au