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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Killed By The Ferrari That I Never Had By Rick Rucker I might be the only guy killed by a car he never contacted, Though my life it surely impacted, My Father was a crazy sort, He bought a Ferrari, just for sport! It was a decision not too practical, But a choice very tactical, He remembered how he used to race, Thought it would put a smile on his face! A Ferrari as a family car, There were some better options by far! A family trip, a major feat, That thing in back, not worthy of the name “back seat!” I have always felt that I deserved, To be a little less reserved, Finding myself Alone, I’d taken to calling Ferrari dealers on the phone, To see what I could find, A dream that might ease my mind, Something Red, and Fast, That would cost a Fortune, and wouldn’t last! Just when it seemed at hand, The foundation of my Dream was built on sand! I found a new woman to share my life, To be my best friend, and my wife, She had only one thing that really made her mad, She’d lived in a fancy neighborhood, and her neighbor had, Some noisy Italian car, that he took out in the Spring, And she would never ride in such a thing! I asked if she remembered the make, Until she answered, a breath I didn’t take! A Ferrari, she said most emphatically, My Heart now beat erratically, Without my beautiful Lover in the next seat, A Ferrari wouldn’t seem as neat. That is where my Heart died, To never own my Italian ride, I will forever have to hide, That, deep inside, some part of me will have forever died! I chose her, you know, of course, But I was killed by a Prancing Horse!
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