A car is a woman.

A car is a temptress.
She is seen for her body.
She improves on painting.
A new one is in demand.

Expensive she might be;
Unpredictable and
Undependable is she.
Yet she is sought by men.

It's hard to get along
Without a car's service.
It's hard to get along
Without a wife as well.
23.07.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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