his car, the yellow
mg
with a black rag top,
a luggage
rack on the snug back,
the leather seats,
and wrapped wheel,
had very few miles on it.
it had
more miles from being
towed on the back of a
truck, than driven,
but when it ran,
how glorious it was.
what fun
on the open road,
through the narrow
hills, fun
until it rained, or
the road got slick.
or something in the engine
went clank, clunk,
or sighed,
then stopped.
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