This used to be an Avalon
Until it started hanging out with the wrong crowd of cars,
Hyundais and Volkswagens.
Then it got a tattoo on its bumper,
And it's bonnet got pitted from racing into great clouds of bugs on the interstate.
It got to huffing gasoline
Until ethanol wasn't enough anymore,
Moved up to the hard stuff--
Nitrous.
And now I don't know who it is anymore.

-jenn