Lincoln Town Car

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Lincoln Town CarThey say all he had left was that rusty old carwhen Lincoln Savings and Loan foreclosed on his farmhis pride refused help as he harvested cans from the streetswith no address he couldn't even get government cheeseguards chased him all winter from strip mall parking lotshe'd drive place to place looking for welcome spotsone shift boss felt bad he was down to his last shuckso he let him camp out back of his Pizza Hutin that Lincoln town carengine bangin' from a thrown rodduct tape dash...lotsa flat tireshangin' bumper and loud backfiresthat spooked seeing eye dogsafter the first snow flewit took a jump to starta lonely limo...a haunted taxia poor man's dreams dead in the backseatof that Lincoln town carwhen they found him that morning he was already lostfroze in the front seat 'neath a white sheet of frostthere were no Caddys on his last ride to Cemetary Grovejust smoky Chevys and Fords cos each of them farmers drovea Lincoln town carengine bangin' from a thrown rodduct tape dash...lotsa flat tireshangin' bumper and loud backfiresthat spook seeing eye dogsafter the first snow fliesit takes a jump to starta lonely limo...a haunted taxia poor man's dreams dead in the backseatof a Lincoln town car(c)2006 Robert George