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CARS INSIDES
Did you know cars had some innards just like you and me?
With arteries, noses, livers, hearts and a need for a lavatory,
Now I learned this information at a parts department shop,
A notice caught my eye, since then my imagination can’t stop.

Does your car have cholesterol? The flyer simply said,
And at that moment a dozen things ran through my head.
If we have a good diet, exercise and an Aspirin every day,
We can manage to keep our arteries unplugged they say.

It must be the injectors so the gas runs clear right through,
But how do you give it an Aspirin, I don’t how, do you?
What will wash away the buildup in the arteries of a car?
If it has a thrombosis it may drop dead just where you are.

The heart is the combustion chamber where things go up and down,
If the thing-a-me-bobs wear out the owner of the car will surely frown,
You see although I am a granny, I don’t just use it to go to the vet
For a sick cat, but whizz around everywhere as though I were a jet.

Now car livers are puzzles, our’s rot with too much alcohol and coffee,
The catalytic converter if messy can spit harmful fumes on you and me,
That’s the time the miles per gallon drops and it sputters quite a lot,
I bet your poor old car would fail the emission test right on the spot.

The nose is easy, it needs oxygen to live and the engine to run free,
If our nose gets bunged up we blow hard, and others do it, you see
This happen many times a day, but the car nose is hidden away
And in my engine ignorance where it hides I cannot truly say.

The, ‘you know where’ the exhaust system is very easy to find,
It is usually at the back or otherwise known as the behind,
Now if a human gets constipated a laxative we have to bare,
But like a car there always seems lots of noxious gases there.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 26 April 2004
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