Mazda 323
The old white car
On the side road she parks
Near the house garden flow
Alone she whistles with the wind
She is Mazda
She came direct from Japan
Decades ago she sat her tyres
Rolling on the Malaysian roads
In the North she was registered
The land of the padi fields...........
She came out in her best
She ran good on the roads
She had gone to Changloon
Down to South of the Border
Running her fire feeling the breezes
She even swam through flood prone areas
On the islands of Pearl and Mahsuri
She strutted her tours with ease of flow
She was best in her services until the owner came home
Now she is parked outside the garden dreaming of yesteryears
Rusted on her top though painted few times over
The years on the islands finally took its toll
Leaking under the dashboard heart operation done
Now she roams only around town with power gone
The old white Mazda
The memories came and gone
The years of her good run
Age finally comes to settle scores
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