Bernard Gluck ,A Conversation With My Car</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=29.htm>Bernard Gluck </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>A Conversation With My Car</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>I had to wash my car today<br>Out on the driveway walk<br>And when I placed it there that way<br>We had a little talk<br>She told me things that she does miss<br>In fact she did complain<br>For me to be relating this<br>I think that I'm insane.<br>She said, You don't spend time with me<br>Except just now today.<br>Instead you're writing poetry<br>To send to Mary Kay<br>Although you've only seen her face<br>Just once that I can see<br>And that was there at Bubba's Place<br>You like her more than me!<br>What can I do? I can't replace<br>A car that's good for me<br>And every day I have to face<br>A car with jealousy.</b></font></p><hr color=0000ca size=3></blockquote></blockquote><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>