Hot Rod Poetry

[bob w]

Here it is folks. Hot Rod Poetry- 2nd Edition

The rules are simple:

1. Tripper's rules for the site.
2. Starting now till May 1st.
3. Should have something to do with hot rods, or something.
4. Anything that can be construed as poetry is welcome. Need not rhyme. Need not make sense (like a lot of poetry). Can be funny, or not.
5. Long, short. Doesn't matter.
6. Don't be timid or embarrassed. You're not going for a literary award.
7. Post your poem(s) on this thread. No limit per person.
8. At the end of this exercise someone a lot more computer literate than yours truly will set up a scheme whereby voting will happen and the winners will be awarded prizes beyond their wildest expectations.
9. Pleas ebe the author of what you post. Obvious plagiarism will be met with a frown

E-man has volunteered to contribute prizes and I just cashed in my 401k to buy additional prizes. The number of prizes will partially be determined by participation. If you don't contribute a poem you probably won't win a prize.

I'll periodically post a possible prize to keep you all motivated.

So, unleash your hidden Poe, unlimber your digits, put your imagination in overdrive and have at it.

I'm looking forward to some funfilled reading.

[MercuryMac]

I'm working on two different ways of getting a poem in this thread. Here's the first one.
Nope, that didn't work.

[bob w]

For starters: A couple Hot Rod Nursery Rhymes

Little Miss Muffet sat in her T Bucket.
Eating her curds and whey.
Along came a Porsche Spyder.
And pulled up beside her.
And frightened Miss Muffet away.

or:

Jack be nimble.
Jack be quick.
Jack could really handle.
A four speed stick.

If I can post this, anything resembling a poem is more than acceptable. Don't be timid.

[MercuryMac]

Here's my second try. Doc C. spliced the poem together nicely, for me and then E-mailed back. Thank you Doc. you saved the day.

[Dr Crankenstein]

Glad to help, Mac.


Combustion

It was missing a tire when the beast caught fire,
flames grew high while my heart raced higher.

I could push it out and let it burn,
but one tire's off and the wheels don't turn.

Junior was there in the smoke filled air,
blasted the flames and my smoldering hair.

The shop was saved, my son was praised
and the car lived happily after.


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[MercuryMac]

I'm liking this poem-fest already.

How to go Doc., internal rhyming and all. This is some expensive stuff.

[lazarat]

I have stories to tell.
try to put to a rhyme
Hard to do, takes editing
not enough time

Yet here I am,
on the keyboard I punch
I might have something,
maybe by lunch

I once told here about a crime
A murder no one heard
because hot rods started up
just as the crime occurred

Then there was the pizza story
what fun making money
delivering pizza in my rat rod truck
as I try to make these funny.

I told of the 55 Olds, that
me and freinds pushed
all day through the neighborhood
until we were bushed

well I have more,
not all involve rods
but crazy enough
to hope to get nods

Yes, another murder, and shootings
I was on local news
twice in one year!
by the same camera crews.

Both happened very close to my home
Plus a girl I took on a date
was found strangled, a week later
I was questioned into late.



Then there was my heart attack
A crazy ambulance ride
where I was locked in the ambulance
and where I almost died

But the one I have been writing
I call the Charger from hell
is one that is taking time
its a long one to tell

It involves a car that was too fast
for my buddy to handle
It was soon to become
the neighborhood scandal

From college kids in a Mustang
to accidents, an outlaw biker bar fight
To the college kid that had to have it
no matter its plight

And plight it did have
the kid still bought it
even driving it away
with a back seat full of vomit.

But! I divulge too much
and I still need to tell,
this crazy four week story
of the Charger from hell

So I ask, dear reader
what would you like to hear
...and in what format?
story, poem, as lunch time grows near

So please let me know,
car show time also grows near
and I am still in heaven
with my new 327

So instead of finishing that poem/story
I write out this tease
a poem about poems
...enjoy if you please!

[smallfoot]

Good one Laz
and go on with the jazz
With this tease
we want to hear more please...

[bob w]

Please Lazarat come through.
With a story or two.
About the times of your life.
Be it funny or strife.
You don't have to rhyme.
To tell us about a time.
When excitement arose.
Just tell it in prose.

P.S. Thanks for keeping the thread alive.

[smallfoot]

It lives on it's own Bob. It's funny. We all follow our favorite build threads. I've got my preferences set to view all new posts, here everyday, so I don't miss viewing anything new posted. And BS lounge has got from the mild to wild topics. By the looks of most of the posts, funny as it sounds, quite a few of us really like threads like these...poetry?...whoda thunk! Another, Songs that don't suck, is a favorite too. Lots of views, not nearly as many responses but you know people see it. It makes people think, and believe it or not people probably share more info about themselves by comments and responses. Every time you click on that last one, you notice it was started by Willowbilly...which is not a bad thing, but he's remembered! The poetry thread is all yours..you will be remembered!