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Introduction
This
poem was a fun one to do. The mystery is, was it written about a car or
a person? I dedicate this poem to the mechanic I was dating when I wrote
it. Hey Slim! I see you! Kiss your car for me would ya?
Will
you still love me when my carburator's busted?
Once
upon a time, you were so good to me,
and you were proud, you wanted everyone to see,
and I did shine like a penny that is new,
or a brand new dime, I think I meant the world to you....
Will
you still love me when my carburator's busted?
When my radiator springs a leak or two?
Will you let the other fella repossess me,
just because what's under my hood isn't new?
Will
you still want me when my oil pan starts drippin?
Or if ah'll need a lot of anti-freeze?
Will you dump me if I get a little rusty?
Oh tell me baby will you still love me?
It's
been a while since you took me for a spin,
or touched me like, you did way back when,
it makes me think, that somewhere down the road,
you're not gonna want me much after ah get old...
Will
you still love me when my carburator's busted?
when my radiator springs a leak or two?
will you let the other fella repossess me,
just because what's under my hood isn't new?
Will
you still want me when my oil pan starts drippin?
Or if ah'll need a lot of anti-freeze?
will you dump me if I get a little rusty?
Oh tell me baby , will you still love me?
Copyright; Elizabeth Lindberg
Email:
DancesWiChickens@aol.com
Web Site: http://www.webspawner.com/users/danceswichickens/index.html
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