auto instructors are knights of urban roads.
at first meeting, they promise
nothing bad will happen to you,
as long they’re around.
skilled on mastering the iron motor horses,
they descend from medieval times,
showing the magical ride.
if you look up wisely, from outside,
could you tell
which is the iron horse,
who is the iron man?
this thought passed my mind
while cooking French fried potatoes
at this late hour, when any nutritionist
would experience a panic attack.
If any nutritionist would own
a personal auto instructor,
whole world would be a better place
for us all, nutritionist or not.
imagine!
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