Automobile Poems - Poems about Automobile

Mr. Abbott Mr. Abbott bought a steam powered Stanley He felt it made him look rather manly He has a large handlebar moustache Constantly covered in soot and ash In his finery, goggles and gloves He would wave at his imaginary loves Over the hills and over the dales He would frequently stop for supplies and sales Horses...

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I like the way he takes that car and makes it howl with such a yowl. Some guys like to drive from A to B. They keep it simple. Others never notice how many see, gaze at their wheels, their roofs, their doors. But this one experiences the strangest of sensations. What is he feeling as he takes that car, making it yowl...

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An automobile Run faster than a speed A destiny's fate....

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a deafening thud seatbelt hurriedly fastened a fender bender a cell phone quickly hidden s/he can't explain what happened written January 26, 2022...

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The swish of some passing cars unnerving me still With the rapid clack of my windshield wipers, When, suddenly, I felt a most unwanted chill Like the rapid hiss of a hundred captured vipers. And I knew, at the worst time possible, my tire Right front, passenger side, was now a crumble, Just when my AAA card was about to expire, So,...

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In a town where one’s car MUST IMPRESS I am in a permanent state of undress Without said car I don’t go far When I leave my lair I walk everywhere There are cats I greet Even a human or two I meet I have become fit Bit by bit My temper no longer frays On L.A.’s “free”-ways I am unlikely to injure or be...

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Whose Automobile is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite happy though. Full of joy like a vivid rainbow, I watch him laugh. I cry hello. He gives his Automobile a spin, As he goes down the neighborhood the women grin; The Automobile is smooth, fantastic and deep, But he has promises to keep, No driving on gravel roads nor in...

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Small fortune already spent to maintain 2009 Hyundai Sonata (pray cuz I love genii, or even mirthful teletubby heaven sent) compromising financial means to pay rent, telecommunications service provider (Verizon), electric company (PECO), sparking pent up rage against the machine money meant to buffer panic attacks springing up like Jack in the box yet, yours truly feels his soul got lent to the devil, impossible mission peace...

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You cannot change the past, as time is linear Time is but a limited automobile. It cannot move backwards. It’s rear windows, a definite ebony. It’s windshield wipers invisible to the eye. You can drive Awake, for the car does not drive itself or you You drive it while it guides you You are not your fate, but your fate is what you...

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Automobile blues fuels exhausting lament... Indicator light signaling door(s) ajar least significant issue concerning 2009 Hyundai Sonata car applauded craftsmanship darn exemplar, thus said vehicle deserves favorable avatar, nonetheless vehicular maintenance exceeds king's ransom by far takes lion's share comprising regular costs of living bar none versus stream lined budget regarding: accommodations, food, medical coverage... far, and away much more amenable regarding no frills bizarre lifestyle of yours truly plus...

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When I shop for an automobile, I don’t worry much about speed. Good mileage per gallon I want. A van or a truck I don’t need! So I guess if shopped for a spouse the way that I shop for a car, that means that my man wouldn’t need much fuel, but he still could go far! And since I can’t stand vans...

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If I shopped for my spouse like I shop for my automobile, I’d be married to SMOKIN' RED HOT woman named Mercedes- She’d wear black leather suits every day of the year, and I’d show her off to all the other jealous ladies. But… If only my beloved Mercedes came with a button key, I could turn her off and when...

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I don’t want what everybody has, that’s just not for me, I look for one that’s different, not everyone’s cup of tea. She’s not red and loud and flashy, racing down the track; She’s not afraid to get muddy, but still looks good in black. I want to take her top off, so she’ll blow back my hair, Wide open...

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In ancient times when life appeared as swell, with gorgeous wife and Chevy runnin’ fine, there’d be no tale to share now where I tell, uplifting stories ‘bout my sad decline. It seems one morning gone completely mad, I took the stairs up where our God resides, then peed in his Cheerios somethin’ bad, ‘cuz now I live at mom’s ‘n...

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Before beginning my search, I realize there are many models, its not easy for anyone, even a savvy girl. Does he make me twirl, will it be a throw of the dice, I check out his "sticker price!" Does he have a warranty to...

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