Although I have a car of class, A limousine, I also have a jenny ass I call Titine. And if I had in sober sense To choose between, I know I`d give the preference To sleek Titine. My chauffeur drives my Cadillac In uniform. I wear a worn coat on my back That he would scorn. He speeds with umpty equine power, Like an express; I amble at eight miles an hour, Or even less. My wife can use our fancy bus To cut a dash; She very definitely does, And blows my cash. But this old codger seeks the sane And simple scene; Content to jog along a lane With old Titine. So as in country ways I go Wife loves the town; But though I`m slow, serene I know I won`t break down. With brawn and bone I reckon mine The best machine: Old folks and donkeys best combine, —"Giddup, Titine!"SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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