Ode to my car

My car i don't really know what makes an ode excatly but her i go.

My car
When you get cold you quit
When you get wet you stop
When it's hot you complain
When i need you late at night
The gas goes down
and you fail to roar to life with your holey muffler.
MY car i'd get rid of you if i could only have a decent car to replace you.
Being passed down through family means:
CAR
i will keep you and fix you
up even thought it will cost me a lot
i will drive you with pride even thought
your rust spots make people laugh at me
My car will always be my car until it explodes or something.

well that's all i am going to say about my car that failed me in the parking lot of West Edmonton Mall at 12:30 at night...i will be getting my revenge in the morning.

night night