It's a DeLorean, Not a Time Machine!

I sold a man a 1985 DeLorean and now I'm being sued.
When I tell you why, you'll agree that he's coming unglued.
He got very angry because the car won't travel through time.
That dumbass wanted a refund but I wouldn't give him a dime.
In all of my forty-three years, I've never heard such jive.
He thinks that when the car goes 88 miles per hour that it should go back to 1955.
I told him that it's a car and not a time machine.
He's a looney or the dumbest man I've ever seen.
This man isn't well, he's suffering from some sort of an affliction.
I told him that 'Back To The Future' was only science fiction.
The Judge just threw the case out of court and I'm not one bit surprised.
The Judge said that the man should see a shrink, that's what he advised.
This situation has become very frustrating and I sure don't feel sublime.
That nut needs to learn that it's just a car, it can not travel through time!

(This is a fictional poem)