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Mitch

There it was my dream car, my hearts one love
Oh how I screamed, there it was my volvo
To me my car looked like a white dove
My sisters and parents gave me a salvo
It seems to me that speed racer was wrong
You don't need a fast car to have a fun time
As we drive we ride to our favorite song
That song may just be a song be Sublime
The only thing missing was the speakers
To others it may look like junk, not me
Starting it up my car yearns and squeaker's
It may seem dirty but it's free of fleas
As long as it runs , I will drive my Mitch
I love you Mitch no matter if I'm rich.




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Milo! said...
Mar. 14, 2010 at 6:22 pm:
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
 
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