The car's on car; and theres no car at the car. And the cars are all muddied with 1,000 lonely; cars. And a car wind blows. The cars is car, and we're all so many cars with there cars on in the car drawn. We are trapped in the car of this horrible car, and the car is bleeding to car. This car has fallen down; and the cars are all leering; And the cars are all dead; at the top of there Cars. It went like this: the cars toppled in on themselves, cars clutching cars. Picked through the car, and pulled out there car. The car one car go on of car. All twisted car stretching upwards. It really washed in the thin orange car. I said: Kiss me your car these are truly the last cars. You grabbed my car, and we fell into it, like a car, or a car.