It wouldn't hurt the pistons, wouldn't hurt the rings;
if I had to walk though my legs would have the pings.
It wouldn't hurt the valves, wouldn't hurt the wheels;
if I had to walk though my heart would do some squeals.
The automobile sure was a mighty fine invention;
going the long distance just to make that connection.
We also have the bus, the train, the airliner too;
sure came a long way from the primitive horseshoe.
It wouldn't hurt the trans, wouldn't hurt the oil;
if I had to walk though my endurance in turmoil.
It wouldn't hurt the alternator, wouldn't hurt the radiator;
if I had to walk though I'd have to become a gladiator.
where ever I go.
I used to be fast,]
but now I'm slow.
Cute.
Michael D.
Ron