When our cars touched
When you lifted the hood of mine
To see the intimate workings underneath,
When we were bound together
By a pulse of pure energy,
When my car like the princess
In the tale woke with a start,
I thought why not ride the rest of the way together.
Jump Cabling
Analysis, meaning and summary of Linda Pastan's poem Jump Cabling
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