A Mary Car…
The Pilgrim Fathers, with such foresight,
took no wagon, took no wheelwright.
Handy Mary, girl of action,
built her own cart contraption.
Pretending French, the affect herd,
dropped the last of “ever… wor…”;
but not the end of Mary's name,
she had proud shin crack fame.
Then the Crown Inspector came.
The Fathers all, disrupting blame,
drove the man from ship to bar
in what they called “a Mary car…”
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