Not new anymore

She once was new but not any more,

now scratches on fenders and dents in her door.

She’s comfortable now not bothered so much,

nor worried ’bout birds or parking and such.

New is not bad but worn is so better,

moves forward with pride and dings she don’t fetter.

For minor things now she’s no longer quibbling,

learning her lesson from her older sibling.

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