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   VolvoAutomobile o' AutomobileI step on the brakes and the tires squealThey call it a carBut it never got farMaybe from point A to CBut it broke down at BThere are no normal ones, I have four dummy tiresI have no keys just a pair of steel pliersNo CD player, no tape deck, only an 8 tractA spring from the seat that's poking my backThe door won't open, the window I useNo tens or twelves, I only have twosIn place of a gas cap is an old dirty ragAnd for the seat covers just a black garbage bagI have no gas gauge, to tell me how much gasBut I guess I can tell when I'm stalled in the grassI have a gallon of water because the engine overheatsMy car smells so bad like old woman's feetI have no horn, got to stick my head out and screamBut when I do that the car starts to leanA spare tire in the trunk but that thing has gone flatAnd to protect my carpet I have cardboard floor matsYou might think my car is trash, but at least it's a rideSo I roll up the windows and duck down to hideby Danny Dahlback, Tampa, FL


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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