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The Rusty Old Wagon

November 8, 2018
By Zahran_M SILVER, Santa Barbara, California
Zahran_M SILVER, Santa Barbara, California
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Favorite Quote:
Nous vous prions respecter ces consigns pour le bonne fonctionment de cet apparail. (Translation: We pray that you respect these here instructions, for the good functionality of this appliance.)


One day I was driving,
Out on the road,
When I saw a strange auto,
Rusty and old.

The wipers were sagging,
The muffler was loud,
From the exhaust came a most putrid cloud,

The wheels were imbalanced,
The doors were a flappin',
All o' the windows were foggy and crackin'.

The car breathed smoke like an asthmatic dragon,
 There's no way I'm driving that rusty old wagon! 


The author's comments:

After writing a number of realistic, "profound" and somewhat logical poems, I decided to do something different for a change. Since I like to observe cars on the street, and I find machine-based humor very enjoyable, it was only natural that i'd eventually combine the two. unlike my previous poems, this one isn't meant to have a profound meaning or message, so enjoy the change of pace! I had great fun writing this piece, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed creating it!


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