This P.O.S. Car

Man, I can not believe this car,
It should have been in World War Two, it has so many battle scars;
It was cheap when I bought it, but repairs have been ten times the cash,
I think the best thing about the junk heap is the dash.

The headlights alternately go out so much, it looks like it is trying to wink,
It is so messed up it would probably drink;
Somehow it doesn't believe in mirrors,
And there are so many miles on the odometer it should be measured in lightyears.

It burns more oil than gas,
I don't drive it much anymore, because I can walk just as fast;
This P.O.S car, what's the deal?
I guess I should feel lucky that it has four tires and a steering wheel.