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<p><span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> Some people live neath clouds of dread</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 5em;"> And never see a single star.</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> Happier, they would be, if dead</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 5em;"> And riding in a Studebaker Car.</span>
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<p>Somebody said it can't be done,<br />
Salaries to all and commissions none.<br />
We smiled till tears were in our eyes,<br />
For can't is a word we do despise.<br />
We have done the thing that couldn't be done.
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<p><span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 11em;"> <i>—The Car with Character.</i></span>
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<p>Somebody croaked it can't be done,<br />
Service by night without the sun.<br />
Expenses great will bring you ruin,<br />
We heard them not with all their wooin'.<br />
We have done the thing that couldn't be done.
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<p>With the brain at the wheel<br />
The eye on the road<br />
And the hand to the left<br />
Pleasant be your progress<br />
Explorer producer stoic after your fashion<br />
Change<br />
Change to<br />
To what speed to what underwear<br />
Here is a town here a mill<br />
Nothing surprizes you old horseface<br />
Guzzle guzzle goes the siren<br />
And the world will learn to admire and applaud your concern <br />
with the parts your firmness with employees and your justice to your friends.<br />
Your pride will not be overridden<br />
Your faith will go unmortified.
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<p>four wheels of my car<br />
along the wet road until
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<p>to the north past a house – <br />
a woman in blue
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<p>I saw a girl with one leg<br />
over the rail of a balcony
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<p>who was laughing and<br />
leaning forward to look up
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<p>an elderly man who<br />
smiled and looked away
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<p>In passing with my mind<br />
on nothing in the world
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<p>virtue of the law – <br />
I saw
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<p>into the man’s half <br />
averted face
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<p>and a boy of eight who was<br />
looking at the middle of
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<p>Why bother where I went?<br />
for I went spinning on the
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<p>sped me by them<br />
without a word –
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<p>The supreme importance<br />
of this nameless spectacle
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<p>the man’s belly<br />
at a watchchain –
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<p>but the right of way<br />
I enjoyed on the road by
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