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Volkswagen Pomes: When I Was Young and Pretty

When I was young and pretty,
    I heard a Wise Man say:
"Give Marks and Pounds and Dollars,
    "But not your Bus away."
But I was young and pretty,
    No use to talk to me;
A Bus was just another car,
    And traded frequently.

When I was young and pretty,
    I thought I knew it all;
I had been driving, don't you see,
    For years in Traffic's crawl.
I'd had my education,
    As much as I could stand;
Why, I knew all there was to know,
    As much as Any Man!

I'd had so many autos,
    I can't remember them;
I'd bought, and sold, and bought again,
    With Credit, Cash, and Whim.
Sedans, Two-doors, Convertibles,
    I'd several Buses, too ...
And when I tired of what I had
    I'd go get something new.

But now I'm older, sadder,
    No longer Wise Men speak;
And if they did, I couldn't hear
    Unless they really shriek,
And Buses that I once enjoyed
    Are memories in the past;
If only I'd hung onto them ...
    I understand, at last.

When I was young and pretty,
    I heard a Wise Man say:
"Give Marks and Pounds and Dollars,
    "But not your Bus away."
Since now I'm old and ugly,
    I pass this on to you:
Remember what those Wise men say,
    It's true, it's true, it's true.

04/07/95 Joel Walker

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