No real issues
No big deal
But what’s surprising
A tad unreal
The other driver’s
A friend of a friend
And before either car
Was put on the mend
At the same party
We found ourselves
On our small accident
We chose not to dwell
It’s a small world
As this tale does attest
So it’s always wise
To drive at your best
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My first was a Torino-Ford
But now I drive a Honda Accord
Thinking about my car today
From the shack it takes me away
Accord is packed from roof to floor
Making it hard to open the door
Eleven hundred miles or so
Is a long way for a car to go
So we return to our winter home
But next spring to Vermont we will roam
Not much of a poem, but give me a break
I’m on a road trip for heaven’s sake!
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