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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As cars go... This was a good one Gleaming black A perfect car... for Cadillac Jack What's in a name? People have names for cars Pet names It's all in that peculiar car game Cadillac Jack was no different, but more of that later Dogs look like their owners Cars are the same It's all in the car game Cadillac Jack, was fat and chunky too, although he would never admit it The car did the walking Jack did all the talking Cadillac Jack, a cruising man you see... Fat and single, gleaming black, just like the car Cadillac Jack, works occasionally Never hard for the car he drives, takes all his time, for it is time he does lack Jack is hitting sixty and that is not on the speedo The car, is all he has, for he has no libido The car is his woman Gleaming black Soft and quiet It's cool in the back Rubbing down every sunday, waxed and polished, under a fierce sun Cadillac Jack is number one The car... Second to none This is Cadillac Jack, hitting sixty the secret is in the game the car... a wife in all but name Oh yes! The name... Jack told me once, so softly he muttered My dear... Her name, he uttered Myrtle Murgatroyd I nearly burst out laughing I fear Cadillac Jack, with such sangfroid Let it go, for he did know, the name of my car which I will not mention here! Jack died a while back, yet I see his car cruising still, like on a quest.. I look for a driver, haven't seen one yet Mrytle Murgatroyd, dressed in her sunday best All in black Like a true widow, she conducts her self with dignity She never hits sixty, you know... Myrtle is by a quirk of fate, a hearse you know Explains why she never went over sixty Just like Jack, she can wait for Jack is now in the back! that car is still cruising around, looking for a driver that can't be found Myrtle Murgtroyd... and Cadillac Jack They'll be back...
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