Hal-I get the same sort of whingeing from my shoes and as for the bike !it's
amazing I get out at all-liked this !
P
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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of Frederick Pollack
Sent: 24 February 2008 00:26
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Subject: Re: Suspicious Car
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From: "Halvard Johnson" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Saturday, February 23, 2008 6:45 PM
Subject: Suspicious Car
> Suspicious Car
>
> Whenever I'd pull out of the driveway, my car
> would say, "This trip isn't going to end well
> for me, is it? I'm sure it won't this time."
>
> My car incessantly worried about this and that:
> Do I have enough oil? Is there enough gas
> for the trip? Are you still stashing drugs
>
> in my trunk? It thought it ought to be
> consulted on times of departure and arrival,
> on routes and destinations. How would you
>
> feel, it would ask me, if you were in my
> position? If you were never told anything ever.
>
>
>
> Hal
>
It's a C3PO-mobile. Poor thing. Tell it none of us are told anything.
Ever. Delightful poem.
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