an ode to Ghetta
you didn't have A/C but i loved you anyway
those summer drives were hot
so i always had sweat tissues ready
you loved the song "ghetto superstar"
so i sang it pretty often
rubbed the wheel and serenaded
until you finally started
once i marched around you
seven times seemed right
i claimed you for the Lord
and you didn't put up a fight
now you've bit the dust
because Erin didn't see
that fast car coming towards you
so now she'll drive a mini
you won't be there when i get home
i'm saddened at the thought
but after all we've been thru
it isn't for naught
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For the Love!! i'm really sorry, i am!
an ode to a car...?
once it was said: what goes around comes around.
you don't get too far...
a horse is what you need, said a wise old man
get you from country to town
and back agin
there was once a tan buick, that started a rear-ender,
off to the junk yard, we had to send 'er
them are "evil things", the old man said
hey!it's 9:00 O'clock, time for bed
(all this family stuff is cracking me up. )
all this family stuff is cracking me up....
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