Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Maggie

She was the first car that I had,

One of a kind my Maggie be,

Very good, judging the bad

Elements I let ride with me.

Right off, passengers, she would judge

Each passenger that got in her.

If she disliked, she would not budge,

Gave quite a clear signal for sure.

Nineteen sixty one Beetle Bug,

Geared up for first impressions made.

Each veto came with her no chug

Anywhere if her no vote stayed.

Rose my trust in Maggie, becuz

She, as character judge, best was!