The 1965 Imperial

February 13, 2018

Oh my Imperial,

You are only mine,

You have battled the war of time,

No mold nor rust,

can beat that hardened crust,

Hard as steal,

That cracking wheel,

The body of putty,

Still yet to get muddy,

I want you to stay strong,

Never stall for too long,

Oh my Imperial,

Never leave me,

My dear Imperial.

By: Wyatt Russell

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