Ayame-Kenoshi

Today we lay to rest One of the very best A car, nay, a friend Who was with me 'til the very end Of the fall semester of senior year. There was nary a car with a trunk That could hold copious amounts of junk Or steering that could turn on a dime At least 30 percent of the time You will be missed. From your wide set eyes To thighs that held no lies With a pleather interior which absorbed the heat And was sure to burn those who took a seat Well, that may not be as missed. You got me from point A to point B Even when I wanted to go to point Z With such a style that was all your own You traveled across many time zones And as s