Car Repairs

We spend our money on new cars,

hoping for a break,

from car repairs and all such stuff.

Those things our money take.

Before too long, we find we're wrong

Back to the shop we go.

We get a bill that robs our thrill and almost all our dough.

Back on the road we head for home

Assured that all is well we see the smoke it blinds our view what is that awful smell?

By: Ray Thigpen
I got this poem because it is funny and It is a very good poem. Also all of my friends like it.

found by: Taylor Jackman