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I don't want to know A car's make or breed I'm not really concerned About its maximum speed Just so long As the windows are clean And the duco is smooth As silken sheen So I can watch As I do pass The surroundings reflected In the glass A curve and a bump Can distort the view And force you to see The image as new And if the glass is not thoroughly Uniform Warped surrealistic patterns There can form Clouds in the roof Reflected lie On the bonnet a building Towers into the sky A car passes by And it can feel Like a movie moving By on wheels ---(Peter Elliott)---
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