Best Lamborghini Poems

To buy one, you will need a very big money bag.
This thunder wonder has a four hundred grand price tag.
Riding in this thing will give your passenger a thrill.
Under the rear hood, it has a big V-12 power mill.
This Italian road machine packs plenty of...

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So slick and sexy.  Purred past Temple Bar.
That throaty engine advertising punch.
All legal London, strolling out for lunch,
with turning heads declared, “Now that’s a car!”

So many barristers are – if not losers, 
low earners and slow learners.  I was one.
I, plodding back from...

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Night at the gates
Underneath the velvet sky, where shadows softly creep,
two titans stand a nocturnal sleep.
The Lamborghini, a turquoise dream,
reflecting moonlight, a liquid gleam.
Beside it waits, a hunter’s green,
the BMW, a sleek machine.
Each with its allure, a silent vow
of power, speed, and how.
The air is...

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