No longer a virgin,
Can’t even get it back from a surgeon,
Snow did fall on my baby that night,
Next day she drove through it with every past Jeeps might…
She hemmed and hawed a bit upon starting,
“Its cold, the snow is covering my paint,”
I broomed her off, then washed her with water warm,
Then drove her through snowdrifts, till she exclaimed with pride,
I am a Jeep after all, I have no fear to be my owners ride…
So now with her virginity lost,
She survived and is well worth her high cost,
No longer will she have any fear of Jack Frost,
She knows better now, to clear her windows,
Just turn on the high heater & do the defrost…
© ed ~ 1/18/06
hey, that must have been a pretty big seagull that sh*t on your "car". TX
Say no more...about the temp of my feet!!
Love Tinka
Cute poem.
gotta love a jeep! Right Rufuz? woof;-)watch out for the ice tomorrow.
Eileen