I have a car and this is for sure, it rattles and squeaks but does not purr.
It’s called a Rollscanhardly car, with it I can’t go very far.
Rolls down one hill can hardly make it up the other, saving cash to get another.
I’m not complaining very much, but with this car I need a crutch.
As many cars pass me by, I guess they say “what’s with that guy “?
It’s kind of challenging as I drive, dodging *** holes to keep alive.
Now don’t feel bad I’m okay, I have my Lord to guide the way.
This poem is kind of silly though, now let me push my car and go.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 8:53 PM UTC
I have a car and this is for sure, it rattles and squeaks but does not purr.
It’s called a Rollscanhardly car, with it I can’t go very far.
Rolls down one hill can hardly make it up the other, saving cash to get another.
I’m not complaining very much, but with this car I need a crutch.
As many cars pass me by, I guess they say “what’s with that guy “?
It’s kind of challenging as I drive, dodging *** holes to keep alive.
Now don’t feel bad I’m okay, I have my Lord to guide the way.
This poem is kind of silly though, now let me push my car and go.
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