* Dedicated to my dhanno, kinda lost it I guess writing a silly poem for her, but here it goes
Me and my car are like strings and guitar
We smile; we laugh together and go very far
Singing silly songs driving on the shiny roads of tar
We often get a little tipsy trying to be at par
My car is my home, my workplace, a hotel
She has got a random mood that no one can tell
As she strides jauntily from heaven to hell
I tag along merrily, exploring under its spell
She has got the warmth to light up any fire
She can rise up the spirits and the wild desires
She looks beautiful, dancing in the rain choirs
Oh, she gleams and glitters like a sleek sapphire
I could go on and on singing its praise
But she hates being discussed and likes her space
Of all the good and bad, that I had to face,
Baby, you are my sanity, my companion to lead this chase
