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My Truck

April 3, 2014
By Anonymous

Your shiny white body can be seen for miles.
Your curves and edges flow seamlessly.
Your engine roars like thunder on the horizon.
As you drift around a corner,
Your tires screech against the cold hard pavement.

You resemble a raging bull as you speed,
As you make your mark on the road.
While your muffler shakes and rattles,
Chills are propelled throughout my body.
Your music blares the further I drive.
Your gas tank kills my wallet,
But I still love you so.



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