Old Model T Poem

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Oh, the old Model T, a classic sight to see,
With its brass and steel, so simple and free.
A relic of the past, a treasure of the road,
A testament to ingenuity, a story yet untold.
Its engine roared with a rhythmic hum,
As it chugged along, its driver at the helm.
With wooden spokes and rubber tires,
It traveled miles and miles, igniting fires.
Through countryside and city streets it drove,
A symbol of progress, a machine to prove
That with innovation and a daring dream,
One could conquer new frontiers, or so it seemed.
From dusty roads to muddy tracks,
The Model T traversed, never looking back.
Its legacy lives on, in history's lore,
A timeless icon, forever to endure.
So here's to the old Model T,
A marvel of its time, for all to see.
A reminder of innovation's might,
A symbol of the past, shining bright.