Car, Car, C-a-r

graveyardYour only job is to get me

From here to there

I feed you

Give you shelter

Never ask you to take the checkered flag.


How do you repay me?

When I turn the key

And whisper a prayer

You drive me crazy

By not letting me

Drive you at all…

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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12 Responses to Car, Car, C-a-r

  1. grannyK says:

    *shakes fist in anger* I bet those dang robots got to it!

    • Austin says:

      I think my car is too old to be run by The Machines. I just think the hamsters that power the engine are getting tired and need to be replaced… 🙂

  2. N5PIX says:

    If only you had a bike powered car. Hmmm. Or a really big hamster! :-p

  3. Those cars nose down in the ground?

    They are near Amarillo, Texas on Interstate 40. I have seen them several times.

  4. alise says:

    you reminded me I need an oil change 🙂

  5. ksbeth says:

    sounds very similar to what is going on in your love life right now?

  6. I had to have my daughters car towed this last weekend because the linkage to the transmission broke. After spending $140 getting it to my house. I learned on You Tube how I could have temporarily fixed it with a rubber band and driven it home for the cost of one rubber band……

    Just for the heck of it, I tried it and sure enough it worked…..

    So whatever your problem is, it can be fixed with a rubber band. Trust me

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