Standing Out

Riding on a highway, As the cars go streaming by, I notice varied brands and styles I can’t identify. To me, they mostly look the same, The SUV’s and such, With different shapes of taillights Which don’t really matter much. The vehicles are mostly dark, Though quite a few are white And sometimes there’s a burgundy Or red that one can sight. Yet once in a great while, There’s a sports car or a jeep In a neon green or orange To which every eye will leap. That attention’s what the owners Wanted, like a little spark, But it sure must come in handy When in crowded lots they park.