I'm just an old Chevy Nova
Drivin to the ground
Look in any junkyard
That's where I can be found

Turn the key, I still turn over
A little rust around my wheels
My paint has gotten dull
And I could use some brand new seals

I'm made of heavy metal
Not like the cars today
I have no special features
At least none that I can say

I'm just an old Chevy Nova
And the junkyards getting thin
The crushers getting closer
Won't you take me for a spin.

Nice poem .