Padmanabhan Ananth Poems
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He stands there sadly in a street corner
Rust eating metal, fading yellow colour
Possibly years back quite many
He'd have trundled but majestically
Would have driven him, a proud driver
Cautiously over tar and gravel mixture
To make roads wheels can merrily fly on
To make folks whistle when driving on
He'd have demanded so much attention
On repairs, re-paints and so much clean
He'd have been a gas guzzler, undoubted
But he's big, so all that he'd have needed
Where gone are his drivers, his owner
Where gone are them who once did care