Tico's poem...

In the spirit of Xmas and giving, I thought I'd give to Tico.
Be sure your wife gets you a few bolt-ons for Christmas so your crappy little Camaro can come out to play in the new year!


"Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was Klown's Mustang V8 and no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try with this little Camaro motor,
To beat this darn Mustang, even with it's big blower.

As the light goes to green and I pull like no joke,
The Mustang erupts in clouds of tire smoke.
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my little "girly" pistons.

Racing ahead I'm the Star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that 5.0 GT gets traction.
Grabbing second, I hear my RPM sing, but my rearview is blocked by my shopping cart wing.

I now hear the roar, of that big monster gaining.
All I can do is keep this P.O.S. straining.
In a second, the Shockwave hits with a blast,
And my ego goes flying, now a thing of the past.

Don't bother with third, 'cause now it's too late,
Just trying to act cool, 'cause I've sealed my own fate.

Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
Klown backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all," he says in a fling,
"You may not win any in that silly little thing,"

I scowled and I revved and let out a sigh,
& did my classic trademark high speed fly-by,
Then I smiled and revved as I pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow, it will be a better night."

LOL- a new Classic is born. Good stuff Klown.

~mrmiller

LOL nice one Klown!

AWESOME! I love it Klown.

i dislike.

but thanks for wasting your time and mine with this sillyness.

FYI my car is back in houston right now getting a new cam and getting a set of brand new ported heads.

pwning 5.0's is about to get a little easier.

Well done Klown.

S7 Tico wrote:

i dislike.

but thanks for wasting your time and mine with this sillyness.

FYI my car is back in houston right now getting a new cam and getting a set of brand new ported heads.

pwning 5.0's is about to get a little easier.

LOL, it's all about the love brother...it's all about the love!

Since Tico disliked the previous, and I'm sill in the Xmas mood I'll give you another....

'Twas the Night before Christmas (Mustang Style)

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through my garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Chevy or Dodge.

The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the GT a bit.

I popped the pins and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said "...Looks pretty good!"

Well as you can imagine, I turned pretty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood good ol' Saint Nick!

We stood there a while, not too sure what to say,
Then he said "...don't suppose you'd trade that for my sleigh?"

I laughed "...No way Santa," and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time, we could go for a spin!"

His round little mouth, drawn up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and said, "...Hell yeah, let's go!!!"

So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the GT into the street.

Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and let the clutch spill.

The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.

With the motor a' crying and headlights aglow,
We scream on out where the muscle cars go.

And Santa's grin widened approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.

Then he yelled "...can't recall when I've felt so alive!!"
So I backed off the gas and said "You wanna drive?"

Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
As he walked past the headlights, he shook at the knees!

He jumped in the seat as quick as a flash,
Wiggled the shifter and pondered the dash.

And laying a finger aside of his nose
Twisted the starter and and yelled, "Here she goes..."

When that V8 exploded with pure exhaust sound!
Santa let out the clutch and the tires went 'round.

Power shift into second, again into third!
I sat there just watching at loss for a word.

Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, this is my kind of night!!!"

Better? LOL

Nice work. You're pretty good with these.

That was awesome. Great job!

~mrmiller

S7 SockPuppet wrote:Nice work. You're pretty good with these.

There was an old clan member once called Free2009 that had a school project and asked for help with a poem.
I'll tell you what I told him, it's actually one of the easiest forms of expresssion. You take an object/person and any thoughts you have about it, you find a word that ryhmes and create a small story. Pretty easy and something I can do instantly (pretty handy with the ladies too )

--------------------
I am S7 SockPuppet
but my friends call me George
I really don't know what
they call me that for.

Perhaps it's because
I have such a big head
or the way that my stripes
include green but not red.

Or the hand of my master Paul
supporting my face;
my internal tubular
ad-hoc neck brace.

Or my crooked sewn eye
that only looks down;
my permanent unfortunate
condescending frown.

Or my lip that is sewn
to always stick out;
my cheerful and strangely
unsulking pout.

Perhaps I will find out
the reason in time.
I just hope it allows
this poem to rhyme.

Fantastic.

pwned by poetry