What kind of car is this? I do no know.
Except the locomotive ability of this rickety thing Hardly moving when moved
Driving the driver driving it,
I can see the driver sweating within it
Our nares and heads are filled with carbon monoxide
this rickety thing is emitting from its nostrils
And like smoke from the swinging thurible used in a catholic cathedral
The emission is spreading everywhere
And melting the ozone layer like fire melting a sheabutter
Ah! Every rich and poor African wants to ride a car; maybe rickety or rickety not they do not care
I blame you not my Africans.
Why didnt GOD build the ozone layer with iron rock and crystal
than making it fragile like a silky material?
Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)