Saturday, 25 May 2013

Starwaka Style poem Toto the Death Trap Car


From point A to point B

The transporting of sisters

Only granting memories to grow

Fights, laughs road-trips and more

The many memories collected and crammed into the truck

Of old little Toto the death trap car.

Radio blaring only to compete with the signing of two sisters

As the Corolla repetitively lurches forward…

Until coming to a complete stop.

But now Toto has morphed

From the once rusted, threat to life and limb

 To working like a new car

The breaks replaced and all

It’s gonna take a little time to get used to the new Toto

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