Warmer in the car,
with the Sun’s warmth through the screen,
than it is outside.
By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
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The Stranded Car
The Stranded Car
A dirty, white car
in a field of dreams;
“Needs a good wash!”
the owner screams.
Farmer Ginty is none too pleased
he didn’t want a car
and his field diseased,
with petroleum, oil, and a life of grime;
but the occupants were up
for a real good time;
the stereo was pumping,
bumper and grind;
and N-Joy meant
to lose his mind;
‘The Passenger’ blared
from the vehicle stranded;
the locals thought that the Aliens
had been and landed.
And Iggy led the passengers of that car
in a:
‘la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la.’
The A35
The A35
I grew up
next to the A35;
it was small and black,
almost a bubble-car;
I don’t suppose that I would fit in one now;
but, upon seeing one on the road, today,
It took me on a little journey.
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Tagged #Austin, #Car, #ChildhoodMemories, #NotTheRoad, #poetry. #poem, #prose
Ode to an MG Sports Car
Not WTF 101 as no picture of that imaginary car exists. G:)
Oh, MG
WTF 101
if only I could get there with u asap
as u were pdq
but now I must let you
r
i
p.
Graeme Sandford 