Jalopy

      Jalopy 

J unkyard  treasure discovered under a pile of  worn tires held together with bailing wire duct tape and faith.

A ntique veteran of time traveled back roads before the miles of asphalt Interstate highways were laid still refusing to retire

L and yacht Titanic once admired by wanting eyes viewed now with glares seeing only your wounds of wear unnoticed is your loyal service

O pulent commander surrendering right of way to compacts and sportscars with reputations of low gas milage performance

P ile of sun tortured rusted metal past resurrection of a Simonize massage to restore the brillance you once shined when your paint glimmered color

Y our perservance was  rewarded with my grin of  appreciation everytime the key turned in the ignition sparking life into your forever engine  delivering me to another destination.

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Jalopy my first  car introduced me to  street freedom a magic carpet with four wheels three on the tree my ride I'd drive with  pride in my youth

Jalopy we journeyed teenager smiling miles together never will I forget open roads with speed that beat the racing wind cruising just me and you Cruising just me and you.