Never mind the slippery wet street-- <br />The tire with a thousand claws will hold you. <br />Stop as quickly as you will-- <br />Those thousand claws grip the road like a vise. <br />Turn as sharply as you will-- <br />Those thousand claws take a steel-prong grip on the road to prevent a side skid. <br />You're safe--safer than anything else will make you-- <br />Safe as you would be on a perfectly dry street. <br />And those thousand claws are mileage insurance too. <br /> <br />--From the Lancaster Tire and Rubber Company's advertisement in the Saturday Evening Post <br /> <br />Never mind if you find it wet upon the street and slippery; <br />Never bother if the street is full of ooze; <br />Do not fret that you'll upset, that you will spoil your summer frippery, <br />You may turn about as sharply as you choose. <br />For those myriad claws will grip the road and keep the car from skidding, <br />And your steering gear will hold it fast and true; <br />Every atom of the car will be responsive to your bidding, <br />AND those thousand claws are mileage insurance too-- <br />Oh, indubitably, <br />Those thousand claws are mileage insurance too.<br /><br />Franklin P. Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-the-advertising-man-had-been-gilbert/
