If my body was a car

If my body was a car,

I would ensure it could go far,

Would treat it well and daily feed,

If ever needed, - engine bleed.

I wouldn't leave it out of food,

For that is needed, to work good,

Would take it for a shower or two,

Loves to be clean, like me and you.

I'd show it off to fam'ly, friend,

Might ev'n drive THEM, ("around the bend")

In country, town land, hill and vale,

And trust the engine would not fail.

I'd take it, periodically,

To a car doctor, him, to see

If it was being treated nice,

To be left out, in snow and ice.

It would be fully 'ppreciated,

With proper fuel, keep it fed,

To parking lot, I'd let it stay

With similar company, part of day.

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