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Thursday, May 26, 2011

Rust Bucket

A Poem?
By: Jesse L. Edwardson

To all the rust buckets and jalopies and the Detroit rolling iron that never sees fresh oil until the idiot light comes on.  The cars that are neglected, abused and ignored.  Thank you, for getting us to our destinations that one final time, every time.

1 comment:

Terry's Tete-a-tete said...

Big thank you. What would we do without them?