Best Hatchback Poems

My dad was always this mystery
A shadow from the past I never knew
My mom rarely talked about him
And I never begged for another clue
I met...

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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...

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Saw the advertisement of a sleazy Volkswagen
Surfed the net as the seed was sown
For anything based on german technology
I knew nothing about car mechanisms
Except the...

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Destination,Vegas
                     perfume sales,
  ...

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I'm on the path to a massive collapse like the NASDAQ
I never asked for your lack of compassion so you can have it back
and love...

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Based on my consulting this year’s almanac    
June 30th being the best possible day for a BBQ out back
I sent out invitations...

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11/14/16



To be honest across this Earth's soils
Conflict and turmoil 
That dates way back
Far before spacecrafts, state maps
Or being able to make cash

Opportunity don't waste that
Take...

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(This is a fictional poem)

Life is so hard because I'm short and ugly too.
I have big pimples and I smell worse than the animals at...

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From within the perspex booth, he flirtily inquired
 if my day so far had been fulfilling 
Duty of filling two reusable bags with thirty items
Didn't...

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A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on...

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...But times did change, the great drives stopped,
the state came and blew up the rock,
some though that Joe would now pass on,
but he still showed...

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i saw circles
being drawn
in the sky

most folks
call them
buzzards

but others
like myself
prefer turkey

vultures
no fault of
theirs as

they fly over
a joni mitchell
parking lot

where there
in the lonely
is my first

road tripping
yellow...

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He would lay me flat on the forest floor
among the leaves and the moss
In a pasture or a farmer's field
In the hatchback of his car
parked...

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I have to let it go.
It's not a workingman's truck, too pretty
but it is still a sweet ride.

Pain at the pump,
not getting any richer just...

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Electric cars

I have always liked cars and like driving often for pleasure
I like the many styles of cars, from Mercedes to Lada,
I have driven both,...

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