The Man with the Black Mustang

A car pulled in across the lot,
The man got out – I saw him.
His black mustange convertible reminds me,
Of one I always want to see.

The man is in his early 60’s,
His hair is gray and I think it’s nifty.
He has the car of his dreams,
The interior is red or so it seems.

I’m sure he wanted a car like this,
When he was in his teens,
He waited for years and that’s all right.
He finally got his car, to his delight.


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