CONTEST! Rat Rod Poetry

[bob w]

With Tripper's permission, we're going to have a Rat Rod Poetry Contest.[P The winner gets to pick two of the hot rod paperbacks pictured.

The rules.
1. Above all, keep it clean.
2. Must have something to do with rat rods.
3. Runs for 10 days starting now.
4. We need at least 5 people to submit a poem.
5. Right now I haven't got a clue about how to judge the contest. But we'll get it done.

Hey, there's Cowboy poetry, Yukon Poetry, World War 1 Poetry so why not Rat Rod Poetry.

Give it a try. It could be fun!

 

[Gastrick]

Only if you promise to bring back the monthly toon

 

[Sam_Fear]

Snow melts away now,
Revealing a rusted hulk.
My next project waits.



Bad Haiku is all I can manage.

 

[bob w]

Sam, bad Haiku is better than bad sushi![cl

Gas, I've tried to re-toon
My mind is a wasteland.
No garden of mental delights.

Is that bad Haiku???

 

[Sniper]

Rat Rod Dreamin

While I have this Rat Rod in my brain,
I really need one out in my lane.

My dreamin and wishin ain't gettin it done,
Got to get to work on that son of a gun.

Will it be rusty, or satin black?
With a few pin stripes runnin down it back.

Bias ply tires, wide whites for skins,
Mashin on the throttle gives you a great big grin.

Flames blastin out the sides,
Dang near melted the tread right off the hides.

Sounds good in theory,
Sounds like fun.

Now lets get to work,
and lets get 'er done!


By Emerson Waldo Sniper

 

[cantwell.colton]

Why We Build...
Theyre built by hand --
all soul with a dash
of blood and sweat..
From when proud to be
American had meaning.
A handshake and your
word was worth every
bit as much as
any signed contract and
a job well done was still
something to feel good about.
Hard work and honesty
were an everyday
thing and kids still played outside
... times were sometimes tough
but people were able to make the
best of what they had and
werent fixated on what they
wish they had.... celebrities
were just folks who entertained
for a living and their private life
was private...
People can ask why we build,
but like the saying goes -- if you have to ask
why you probably wouldn't understand...

 

[TiredIronGRB]

Out in the garage where it's dusty and dirty
I'm building a rod, she was born a thirty.
Sitting for years rotting in a field,
dreaming of the day when her tires would squeal.

Sourcing parts from near and far,
they soon come together to form a car.
No shiney paint and not much chrome,
but built for speed so I can roam.

 

[Charley Davidson]

So it doesn't have to rhyme?[S

 

[cantwell.colton]

So it doesn't have to rhyme?[S

lol no poems dont have to rhyme.

 

[Sam_Fear]

So it doesn't have to rhyme?[S

If you translate my Haiku to Japanese, it might rhyme.

 

[cantwell.colton]

If you translate my Haiku to Japanese, it might rhyme.

i dont think it is possible to translate your poem to japanese --
ive always like western haiku more anyway

 

[Charley Davidson]

haiku, isn't that a Japanese sneeze?[S

 

[donsrods]

Hickory dickory dock,

my rat had a small block.

It weezed and sneezed,

oh what could it be?

I bet a hemi would cure it!

(author unknown )

Don

 

[cantwell.colton]

hickory dickory dock,

my rat had a small block.

It weezed and sneezed,

oh what could it be?

I bet a hemi would cure it! :d:d

(author unknown )

don

winner!

 

[donsrods]

There once was a man from Nantucket,

whose rat was a real rusty bucket.

He said with a grin, as he welded on some tin,

if this thing doesn't run I'm gonna chuck it!


(Ok, I know these are limericks, but they're all I've got! )


Don

 

[bob w]

Limericks are good! Free verse, blank verse, rhyming couplets, iambic pentameter. It's all good.

I'm pleased that you guys are throwing in on this deal.

 

[cantwell.colton]

There once was a man from Nantucket,

whose rat was a real rusty bucket.

He said with a grin, as he welded on some tin,

if this thing doesn't run I'm gonna chuck it!


(Ok, I know these are limericks, but they're all I've got! )


Don

ahhh but limericks are poems!

 

[donsrods]

There once was a baker named Fatty,

whose rat rod was really quite ratty.

The tires were flat

and much worse than that,

it had a very dead battery.


Don


(I'll be here all week)

 

[bob w]

I'm not in competition but I can't help myself since Don started the limericks...

There was a hot rodder named Gas.
Who's coupe was made out of 'glass.
But under the hood
A mighty Hemi stood.
It made Gas very hard to pass.

 

[donsrods]

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Don