The motor vehicles rocked
The earth movement had it done
“Hey what's wrong with us?
We are moving the wrong side”
Then they saw
The sea waves roared
The sweeping formation
Dragging everything on its way
“Quick drive
There is no point to argue
Move it now!”
The sweeping waves rocked them
They tumbled and swept away
Screeching tyres trying to put a brake
The gravity pull couldn't help
Nature anger took them all
One tumbled slashed and dented
Uprooted high dangling on a pole
The indignity of its role
As the onslaught subsided
A cyclist passed by
He never looked at it
Maybe he knew the car a goner
Pulled it up to parade its indignity
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