Buying a sports car,
Which one will be the star,
You look from row to row,
With which one off will you go,
You look at a car which speedily through the air it shall slice,
Having difficulty tearing your eyes away from the price,
Then you see a smart hatchback,
But immense speed it does lack.
You carry on to the SUVs,
Then there’s a shout of “Hurry up if you please,”
Eventually you take a pick,
Only to find that it’s not quick.
You will need to choose one another day,
When the one you’ve got, you later throw away.