Scrap-Heap Challenge

Scrap-Heap Challenge

I'm way past my prime,
I know that now.
My body is more rust than paint
and my gears won't engage
no matter how hard
that you stamp on the clutch.
But give me a chance
for my heart is still good;
just one turn of the key
and my engine purrs.
Okay, there might be a puff of smoke or two,
just be careful not to inhale.
Here's a challenge from the scrap-heap;
with a little bit of tender loving care
and a hefty injection of cash
you could turn me into something
pretty eye-catching.
Will you dare?
Or are you going to leave me here,
to corrode,
and rot
until all that remains are
perished rubber, piles of rust
and a pile of nuts and bolts?

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