A whunder ran it did,
Never did we look under the engine lid,
Heater did work but more was desired,
Hey, I got ten bucks from the junk yard,
When it was ultimately retired…
It was a purty blue with a yellow band aid,
The paint did for the most part out fade,
Two out of four gears little momentum it made,
Each time we rode in her we all prayed…
Though I miss the old wreck,
She was easy to fix, with little modern tech,
She held ten of us from the bar on the way home,
Far did we in this little car roam,
Duck tape did hold on its little chrome…J
© ed J 9/19/07
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When it was ultimately retired…
Where's my half? And you still owe me for that duct tape, too!
Love sTink
Richard
Susan
Hope old honda is r.i.p.
Georg
I saw a car the other day that had a duck tape door...LOL
Gotta love it!
Walt
good memories...
John
Well, I'm the silver streak: one on the floor, low maintenance, goooood on gas mileage. LOL Karen's Blue Flash is a four speed. :)
I miss old cars: my best friend has a '71 Dodge Dart Swinger, runs good!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. *Love this poem*
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I sure do like the old cars better, but I wouldn't mind having a Hummer....*LOL*
Go0d one Sir Ed....
It's a good thing it can't tell stories.
Kathy