If my body were a car,
It wouldn’t travel very far
And I would begin
To think of a trade in
I've got bumps and dents
Scratches and rents
My paintwork is dull
And its time for a cull
No time for mollycoddle
Just get a newer model
I can’t focus my headlights
And I steer to the right
My upholstery is lumpy
My traction is bumpy
I skid, slip and slide
Instead of skip and glide
Even in the best of weather
I struggle to keep it together
My whitewalls are stained
With my varicosed veins
I have a low maximum speed.
I’m an unpredictable steed
I don’t get anywhere quickly
My fuel burns inefficiently.
But the worst of the wheeze
Almost every time I sneeze
Or I cough or I sputter
I leak from my radiator
And a warning to buyers
My exhaust backfires
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