Robert Johnson Poet Rhyme

Regal, Burgundy and Grey

I hear the rumbling of povertys approach.
Nothing in the budget for the Midas touch.
Faith is the only hope left for the clutch.
My hometown just suits her fine.
Exceed the limits and surely,she'll flash her dash with a warning sign.

I use her and abuse her and I'd dump her in a minute.
But I hope and pray she don't die on me every time that I get in it.
Like any poor old girl, she rides a little lower.
So I watch real close for bumps, and I drive a little slower.

She does me no favors when a girl per chance, I'd meet.
Which explains,why the only salvage left is her just like new back seat.
I remember when I first got her, someone kicked her in her side.
So I did a do it yourselfer to show the world my foolish pride.

I don't know how much more that she can take.
She'll still get up and shimmy.
But only when I step on the brake.
Like me,she's a little worse for wear.
I guess that's what happens, when you don't have some one to care.

But keep us fed and shoes on our feet.
100 to 1, with our last breath,the odds we'll beat.
For cruising's what we're both meant to do.
We might both be getting a little thinner on top.
But neither of us want to surrender or ever stop.


I wrote this many years ago, before things took a turn. But life goes on, ain't it funny what we learn. <3 :)

For the Old Jalopy Contest
July 19, 2019

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Vera Duggan March 28, 2017 at 11:38 PM Yes I really like this one Robert, I love your rhyming, you old car sounded like ours, it was a nightmare, thank you for putting me on to this one and take care......Vera

Debra Squyres November 28, 2011 at 2:22 PM My ride is a little worn too...adding new parts to her quite often, but she'll do me just fine for a long time yet. She's lost her shine and her beds a little rusted, but she gets me where I need to go, on that you can bet. You did a good job on this one..enjoyed !!!

Elizabeth Wesley November 21, 2011 at 9:31 PM We keep on chuggin' Robert, the old girl definitely sounds the worse for wear but the driver doesn't!

Doris Culverhouse September 11, 2011 at 10:52 PM you are funny.....yep I learned a lesson and won't buy an used care again.

Sara Kendrick September 11, 2011 at 5:34 PM Cute one..Enjoyed reading your expressive and descriptive work..Thanks for the kind review of my work in poetic form..Sara

Andrea Dietrich September 4, 2011 at 9:52 PM She is there for the long haul it sounds like. VEry cool to think of it as a person.I used to do that with my cool sports car, Andie55! Great entry for the contest. You'll have to tell me where that comment is. I am running too late now. LUv, Andrea

Elizabeth Wesley September 4, 2011 at 6:57 PM Finally, thank goodness, I figured out you are talking about a car! Sounds like a great ride in this dear old thing. P S Maybe I am talking to you.

Sara Kendrick September 4, 2011 at 4:42 PM Reads like a dependable ride that has become part of your life..Enjoyed reading this one..Thanks for the comments on both of my works..I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment on mine. If you click on " About This Poem", I have added some pictures to some of them...Sara

Doris Culverhouse September 4, 2011 at 4:10 PM I love it....I have a 1997 Honda and her paint is getting thin, the air went out, I pray she keeps going and going cause I don't have the doe ray me for another car just yet. she is costing me alot in repairs lately. but i love her like a friend. 310,000 mile.