Best Fenders Poems

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I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral perpetration
though I propose without any diminution that systematic genocide is not extinct

Armenia and Stalin’s Gulags Bosnia Rwanda Cambodia and Christians...

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In late Spring when heros scream

A source of sophistication from faint misery
Inside the thwart hidden silence of the pivotal solace of my mind
With mind blowing excursion toward the legally blind inside
Woods in growing habitation & silence

Woods in distant pathways derived from a slight bite in...

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Just scrap metal in your bellow?
Is your pedal, mellowed old?

Poor old friend, you've lost your wheels
You dream in color, of rubber burning,...
where coughed exhaust, was left behind.

Now we're lost, two junk yard pals
Relics, that have rusted time.
Just a pile of dented fenders,
suspended… here, in desert...

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Behind the fence, not there to play, two junkyard dogs are on the prey
Engines scrapped, and fenders bent, and shattered glass now pays the rent
Heavy pedals, limp and wasted, rusty metal, paint that's faded
It's much too late to get our kicks,  Route 66 has...

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My Life as a Car

Rusted and busted see my orange face
Used to grace the showroom place
See these broken eyelights that shone so bright
They saved your life one darkened night
Edsel body, wet shell to forget
Dear little voices asked “Are we there yet?”
And still my memories are...

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The College Caravan

Last night we loaded the minivan with her
suitcases, Rubbermaid vats, and chest of plastic drawers
stuffed with clothing, toiletries, school supplies, and posters.
While our vehicle is tightly packed, her room stands hollow;
drained of stuff and spirit, except for the furniture she left behind
like the...

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Mint condition - brand new transmission and loaded.  I used to fit that description.
You should've seen me brand new. My owner had the only key to my ignition.

But one day I heard him say he was selling me and moving away. That was the
End...

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***A Parenting Tale***

He must’ve been
Just barely fourteen, but still off as
A ninja filling a pillowcase
   with chocolate on Halloween.
Although through all other days 
   his ken was an avocado green,
That is actually a deep 
   nubby, buttery green.

The older...

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I remember it like it was yesterday.  I was probably twelve when Mr Kimball, who lived across the street, asked me if I had a bike.   I said “no”, and he asked if I would like one.  The answer was obvious....

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Got yourself some new wheels, huh?
I can hear the squeals of rubber burning
I cough exhaust…left behind, oh gosh! I’m holding just a pile of dented fenders…
suspended… Your bucks spent. Engine Red..that foreign bred truck! 
Snap, crackle and Popular Mechanic…Look at the maniac go….! 
Holy, Moly….must...

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There's something about suspenders and Rear-enders
And even if you may be running into fenders
To me and many, it might not be a big deal
But suspenders may get caught in steering wheel.

It did seem to start becoming quite drafty
When I saw someone cunning and crafty
Drinking many...

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I learned something the other day that I never knew.
There is a form of poetry known as the clerihew!
'Tis a form of rhyme about a luminary of some fame,
And the first line must contain the feller's name.

Alexander Graham Bell, as every schoolboy has known,
Was the...

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Smiles express, tears depress;
friends dwindle, fools abound.
Efforts fail, hearts confess;
eyes beckon lies confound.

Rivers flow, souls, shutter;
doubts linger; passions flame.
Truths falter, words stutter;
fears fester, feelings blame.

Bonds erode, friendships bind,
teardrops fall, dreams desist.
Insults hurt, beliefs blind,
egos bruise, pains persist.

Grapes ferment, needles sting,
gamers play, babies cry.
Bellies ache, fenders...

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Every joyful Christmases of distant past
were all very special and memorable.
Except for one unique Christmas unsurpassed.
I recall it was an unforgettable
day, with presents under the lit Christmas tree.

My parents and I gathered at Christmas morn,
I dropped to my knees. I found, I was torn, gee!
So...

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A Banker and a Lawyer were nose to nose 
    in a fit of angry rage.
Having dented fenders while driving 
    and now were both fiercely engaged.
While each was casting blame at the other 
    for...

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