5 weeks ago, she decided to leave me.
She said "I'm tired of you. Bye Bye".
And she broke the wedding ring.
Yes, she broke her cylinder head gasket.
...
I was so romantic with her.
I take her out almost every day.
I often invited her to the service station for having a drink.
I gave her a Michelin shoes.
I gave her a knee-lift with a new clutch.
I was so tender with her.
I protected her from tiredness in taking her out less than 100 km.
...
However I have to confess that I never love her !
Yes I was romantic with her.
Yes I was tender with her.
But I don't love her !
She is not tender with me.
She is rather a tank than a limousine !
She is recalcitrant in close relation ( 2nd and 3 rd gear ) !
As writen in a song of Supertramp :
"Should feel sad.
But I really believe that I'm glad !"
that she leaves me.
that she leaves me.
And hopefully, in car affairs, I'm a polygamist.
I have two cars ...
Elvis Presley
I WAS THE ONE
I was the one who taught her to kiss
The way that she kisses you now.
And you know the way she touches your cheek,
Well, I taught her how.
I was the one who taught her to cry
When she wants you under her spell.
The sight of her tears drives you out of your mind,
I taught her so well.
And then one day
I had my love as perfect as could be.
She lived, she loved, she laughed, she cried,
And it was all for me.
I'll never know who taught her to lie.
Now that it's over and done,
Who learned the lesson when she broke my heart?
I was the one.
And then one day
I had my love as perfect as could be.
She lived, she loved, she laughed, she cried,
And it was all for me.
I'll never know who taught her to lie.
Now that it's over and done,
Who learned the lesson when she broke my heart?
I was the one.
( Elvis, I love you ! )
Salut, Captain Tran,
ReplyDeleteBeau poeme, je n'ai jamais compris comment les francais et les nord-americains pouvaient etre amoureux de leurs voitures. On pourrait aussi parler d'infidelite quand on la prete aux amis ou de mauvaise theologie chaque fois quon la fait laver au car wash, et encore de depenser trop d'argent car il lui faut un garage a la petite dame,et puis le temps qu'on passe a rendre l'epouse jalouse...sans parler du salon de beaute et de l'assurance contre le vol, les frais d'hopital et j'en passe bien d'autres. Enfin comme on dit aux EUA:it's a high maintenance relationship.A la prochaine. Ciao. Un bisou a la famille.
Ha ha ha !
ReplyDeleteExcellente commentaire Jean-Louis avec les bons mots ( et justes ) de la "petite dame", du "salon de beauté", et des "frais d'hopital".
Parait il que le cheval est la meilleure conquête de l'homme. Alors tu imagines bien 60, 80, 90, 110 chevaux ... alors tu imagines bien que la voiture c'est le graal !
A un jour peut être pas si lointain que ça ?
TRAN