Worst challenge by far, of owning a car,
is finding someone to fix it.
This problem of course, could bring back the horse,
unless each car owner licks it.

To fix it yourself, with parts off the shelf,
the guile of car makers nix it.
Steinmetz would fear, the electronic gear,
more puzzling than handbook depicts it.

The dealers no fool, who plies golden rule,
he'll take you for all he can get.
His recalls bring you, to his pirate crew,
where tributes match our nation's debt.

Buy new if you trust, it won't turn to rust,
with payments that still must be met.
When car problems strike, you might buy a bike,
Or even walk, that's better yet.

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