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BOYS LIKE CARS BUT WHAT ABOUT ME? (standard:poetry, 203 words)
Author: JAVAQUEEN2000Added: Jul 23 2010Views/Reads: 1604/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a poem about a womans view of classic cars.

Boys love cars but what about me?- POEM 

Do they really care? I roll my eyes as they speak about my baby. My
sweat, My tears. My accomplishments. 

Look at them strutting like peacocks. Pruning their feathers. Crowing
for the beauty with the best assets. Fighting for affection. I roll my 

It's my truck. My 54 Ford F-100 My 350 short block with twin overhead
cams. My louvered hood, painted in candy apple red with gold metallic 
fleck. I roll my eyes. 

Black leather interior is molded to my body The mahogany dash, begs for
me to touch it. True fire flames boast of speed. Catch me if you can. I 
roll my eyes. 

I am just like them. I love cars. I love the smell of burning rubber. I
love the jump off the starting line. I love the triumphant sound of the 
muffler,. I leave them behind. 

Impressed with my accomplishments. Try to impress me with your
knowledge. I'll play. I'll question your carburetors, your manifolds , 
your blocks. First hint of deceit and I'm gone. I don't have time to 
teach and train. 

I have a 66 Impala waiting to be reborn and I am late for my manicure. 


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