Work Text:
Oh, thy beauteous automobile!
Thou hast stolen my shrunken shriveled heart
With thou sleek turquoise sides.
Thy wondrous motor runneth so smooth
As thou ebony wheels glide so effortlessly
Across this forsaken land.
Your copyright to a person named Mattel
Hath insulted my soul
For thou belongs to somebody else.
As fast as a speeding bullet
Before thy gun is even fired!
Every time that thou does slow down,
I will be there to push thee on.
Bother that evil screwdriver
Who takes my love away so speedily!
Thy minute size compensates
For the amount of joy I perceive
When I set my eyes upon thee.
Thy minute plastic window has shown me
The world, and for that
I am eternally grateful.
