POETRY

The Buick

emorywolf3

My car
was given a black eye
and a broken jaw.
So I took her to the doctor;
but the insurance man took her away,
And put her to sleep.
Yes, they took her away from me.
My car. The Buick.
Mean ole insurance man.
 “Snap Fingers”

Published by emorywolf3

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