"My Grandpa drove it smoking a cigar"

Still Way Too Tough to Die

Our 1958 Packard was pink
And long of fin with an underbite chin
It looked rather like a big shark I think
A big fish in any pond it was in
(Where sharks are allowed to be pink) something
Long of fin and of tooth enough to bring
Astonishment to the cars we passed by
A pink sort of shock without suffering
When our big pink Packard took off to fly

But then they only saw it from the rear
Fins unfurled and dual exhausts throbbing
Since Grandpa liked to punch the "passing gear"
He was good with knobs and at hobnobbing

MCAS Yuma was where we had
"Factory air" and we needed it bad
Not in the Packard but in the new car
Where I beat the heat in the huge backseat
It was like a walk-in freezer back there
My Grandpa drove it smoking a cigar
A big fish in any pond anywhere
His dream car that '65 Chrysler I
Still drive today still way too tough to die

+Steven Curtis Lance



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