And she was mine
Shortcake was invincible.
She went fast
And she went slow –
Across the sleet,
the winter snow.
She ate the air
And shunned the gas
So debonair
A sexy lass.
She got old
But kept her pace
Not quite as bold
Yet still had grace.
And when she drove
A road one day
The engine dove
And all went grey.
She was red
And she was mine
Shortcake was invincible.
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