Lawrence Ingle Poet Limerick

1953 Ford Truck

In my travels around....
from town to town...
I found sitting next to a tree...

a red truck for sale...
that looked like _ell!
a ford, nineteen fifty-three...

So I knocked on the door...
and wasn't for sure...
if they'd sell it to me...

When they answered the door...
they wanted more...
but I gave them two-fifty, not three...

I got it running at last...
and oh! what a task!
I couldn't wait to set it free...

Yea!! it's really fast...
when I give it the gas...
ask those cops who gave tickets to me!

The body's intact...
just one ding and a whack!!
I'll paint it just wait and see!!!

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Kyle Kriticos December 6, 2016 at 4:56 AM Almost forgot to rate this a 7 it was the best poem I read today and sorry I'm my previous comment I meant give ask those cops who give tickets to me I think it got omitted

Kyle Kriticos December 6, 2016 at 4:54 AM Firstly I want to say that this is brilliant and I believe you are gifted as a writer I really got a good feeling from this poem because we all have our thing don't we! By the way I think in the pasting or typing of your poem you may have omitted the word who in ask those cops who give tickets to me

Poet Destroyer A March 3, 2013 at 8:40 AM Lawrence, many blessings on your featured poem this passed week. Have yourself a new and awesome week.:-) Always & Forever * LINDA