Best Jeep Poems

What is that roaring, throwing dust                                       ...

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For five days now, it has sat
Black and gray, reflecting heat
Actually, a very nice Jeep
With expired tags, rumpled bookbags
Yet nobody has moved it from my house
For five days now

As I surmise, with my poet's eyes
Journeys of flattened grass, of dusty glass
A map discarded, a gypsy...

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Jeep
Prideful youthful
Bouncing, mudding, leaping
Pride joy junk heap
Tearing, ripping, smashing
Sorry, sad
wreck...

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Back then, it was our only means of transportation
You see, It was Mom, Dad and me
On an old ranch in New Mexico, where raid drops never fell
Most of the time it got us to our destination
It's old paint job was a faded blue, it would...

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Old folks forget where they parked their Jeep
They wander around almost falling asleep
Till there's just one car
That's our car by gar
But still push the button to hear our Jeep beep!...

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What an american jeep

The eye-catching size of the jeep
Made my skin creep
And at top speed by heart leap!
A quite intact tank oil wouldn’t from it seep
And glasses one couldn’t through them peep ;
Not a fault wearing such as make drivers weep
And for days deserted by...

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Shaye pulled up to the beach in a new red hot jeep.
There was no top, which is so much like her
We piled in and took a ride, singing our lungs out
It was a ride to remember as we were not wearing tops.

Our bras are pretty,...

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My father bought a Willys Jeep
When I was just a kid.
My mother took one look at it
And man, she flipped her lid.

A station wagon was the car
He’d told her he would buy.
To him, they were equivalent;
He hadn’t tried to lie.

We didn’t have it very long
But...

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In tight and busy parking lots
You can easily get perturbed
Should I back out; take the long way,
Or should I just jump the curb?

Jeeportunity!

The well-worn road around the butte
Will take ten minutes more
But a dusty two-track byway 
Will save us some time -- I'm sure!

Jeeportunity!

This time...

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Riding the rhythms of rolling wheels
Driving rusty rock desert miles
Purring pistons pumping power
To my mottled muddy jade jeep

A symphony sprung in my head
Dawning with dainty din of drums
Paving a path for piccolos
And rich rumblings of black bassoons.

Strings sent soaring counterpoint smoke
Playing with a glory sublime
In...

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Keeps trying to pull herself together:
Objects scatters and tries to them gather;
Hard to swallow his withdrawal from her world.
Clean-shaven head she’d cajoled for being bald

She should never forget the month of May,
When God in her life allowed Death a say.
Julius had promised her everything:
“All my...

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Except in the darkest room
In it a figure would loom:
No time to cameras zoom,
Present as clean: filthy room…

Does capture like a good pen
Pimples up to painful ten,
All the smoke-stained teeth of Ben
And proves not the cock a hen…

Mirror: the Steadfast Biro
Misses out not feared terror:
Things...

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It was noon for Lady Amanda
And in drove a Platoon Commander:
Gerald Rutherford, full Lieutenant
Many years back her Quiet Tenant...

Now Military, still Great Manners,
As though in defence of Great Banners,
The two hoisted in front of his Jeep
And a white he chose to close keep...

Key off Jeep's...

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From Cousin Uche profitably learnt
Jeep is not for top speed
And this clearly meant 
I should another passion feed?
En route weeping for Nigerian Drivers,
Nearly all Precious Life "Deprivers".
Celebrating immunity of license
Like Eli The Ark of God and his Incense… 
It can’t happen in his Beloved Brazil,
Where...

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Near the pleasure-offering joint
Was an illegal checkpoint
Legalized by police presence
And a militarily discolored jeep,
Whose size easily made the skin creep!

Also, a checkpoint proving the smell ‘Aromatic’
And off bringing romances Dramatic…
But mainly often eyeing The Heavy
And on it dropping Forbidden Levy
A doomed-to-be - seized ‘Their Gravy…

I...

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