The bump and grind

Like a bloated body that
Bobs to the surface
Of a stagnant lake
What rusty chassis
Rest on Sandy bottoms
Do?
Keep their passengers
Buckled, while Fords and Chevy
Dissolve with time
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My gaze alights beyond the crystal pane,
Where waters cease and only air remain.
Retained by grip of love, beneath the foam,
You hold me helpless, frigid, wet, alone....
Wow. cheers
"Those Cars At The Bottom?"

"Are There.... Always For A Reason"

"And Shall Remain There For Ever"

"Throughout Even Your Special Season"....................detective
But if they don't buckle up
The bodies will
Float up
And what is seen is smelled
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