If It wasn't for that grand old olds

If It wasn't for that grand old olds

A Poem by Falcon1
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My beautiful Car Sitting in my garage

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When It came to fun It didn't run
It sat in the middle of my garage
Right before that tennis ball
that protects my kitchen walls

And my Bedroom just down the hall
I would not want to shake my world
With the olds for a kitchen table
It just would fit under my kitchen sink

So I keep the tennis ball
a couple feet from the garage walls
To protect my home
From an Olds invasion 

It could be a computation
to find that olds in the place of your kitchen table
with salt and pepper shakers tumbling on the floor
Right next to the kitchen door

That was the day we hit the gas instead of the break
on our way into the garage parking
In our lovely home
now our homeowners insurance company

Have cut us loose on our biggest payday
But they had said for us there is no excuse
It will take years to fix this mess
You have an unlivable expense

We will have to put a new roof over your head
As we repair the damages to your house and home
Your love should grow by miles
While you're living in you're new life style.

© 2018 Falcon1


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olds 88 convertible,lemon interior ,i listened to a lot of rock and roll sitting in front of the house

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on January 25, 2018
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