Versos English Carolyn Wells And this I know. Though in a Magazine

English poem

And this I know. Though in a Magazine

by (1862–1942)

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And this I know. Though in a Magazine Perfectly-running Motor Cars I’ve seen, It’s quite a Different Proposition when They’re on the Road, and filled With Gasolene!

The Moving Motor speeds, and having Sped, Moves on. Nor all the Cries and Shrieks of Dread Shall lure it back to settle Damage Claims; Not even if the Victims are Half Dead!

And when at Last you’ve mastered Belts and Bolts, When with no fear of Side-Slips, Jars or Jolts, Your Sixty H. P. Racer licks up Miles At Lightning Speed,—turn on a few more Volts!

Then in your Glorious Success exult! When your Car plunges like a Catapult, Sit tight! Hold hard! Pass Everything in Sight! And you will be Surprised at the Result!