If My Body Were a Car
If my body were a car, I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model because the old one has got bumps and dents and scratches in its finish and its paint is getting rather dull. But that's not the worst of it.
My headlights are out of focus and it’s especially hard to see things up close.
My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.
My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins.
It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed. My fuel rate burns inefficiently.
But the worst of it is that almost every time I sneeze or cough, either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires.
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