WHERE'S MY CAR

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COUNTRY POEMS



             I've looked here.  I've looked there.

          I've looked high.  I've looked low.

           My car, where did you go?

           I've looked left.  I've looked right.  

         My car is nowhere is sight.

          I've walked up and down the street.  It is not neat.

          I have fear.  My car is not here.

          It could have been towed.  Oh no.

          It could have been stole.

         A crook's goal.

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