Best Clunker Poems

Every other week during summer, or fall ...
there's a loud noise rattling my huge window
facing the shady street
where no kids are seen.

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Old fashioned grass cutters like the one I had made a minimal noise,
I don't have to visualize it, or see it to describe its...

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Once upon a time, I wanted some Archways,
Those yummy spicy Windmills, I say,
So good spread with soft cream cheese,
To keep myself if you please.

Got in my clunker to head down the road,
Hidden in that car was a horny toad,
Sat on the alternator and killed the...

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Uncle was a spelunker
drove to the caves
in his clunker
(it was quite the junker)
without a sound
he sunk underground
pitch black as night
and on his hat
a bright white light
(the switch it was waterproof)
to see which stalagmites
might reach the roof
where stalactites
clung on tight
unafraid of bats
flitting around
never flunking
Uncle loved going...

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