Best Automobile Poems

My man was old and battered and was destined for the scrap heap
He’d failed his annual MOT as his many defects ran far too deep
His motor was still running but he had an intermittent fault
He’d nod off when we were making love – (I’d feel...

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Over the top of Tammy hill 
came Tully’s motor car, 
Tully never drove it very fast 
nor ever very far.

In his youth he’d taught us all
How to pilot our ride, 
It was a job he did very well
And in it found his pride.

But now Tully...

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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...

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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...

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The Automobile Mechanic

The automobile mechanic was originally
a car owner who carried out his own repairs
during the turn of the 19th Century.
These days, it is a person who endeavours to fix
the car problems of the everyday motorist
he is part engineer, detective, and miracle worker
all rolled into...

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Not advertising that flippant flick. I just want to know
where my blooming flivver is. It ruffles my feathers no
end to find out, when exiting the embassy,
that my buggy's whereabouts are a mystery.

I must meet Sherry 'cause her right toe
wants a sweet kiss. Did the camel...

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The amazing, incredible, wonderful car
This extraordinary , inexplicable part of who we are

The big, the little, the long, the short, the bus
An exciting, capricious  part of the kid in us

The clunker , the hybrid, the  grand Roles Royce
There are  dozens, hundred, for...

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If I were in the market for
Another spouse, I would
Check out the database of specs
To make a choice that’s good.

My top criterion is that
I want my spouse to last.
A long time he should be with me
And not break down too fast.

I'd make him get a...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

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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...

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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...

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