Car Poems | Examples of Poems for Car Lovers

Sidewalks and roads morning, noon, and night Hectic bustle of today’s life From young tiny feet To the old with silver in their hair The noise of cars, trucks, and buses Along with the machines that are improving The roads, bridges, and sidewalks that are utilized daily A symphony of chaos trying to distract our attention Our attention we need to...

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“A beautiful car is something to be adored and if possible, restored in later years to its former beauty. Some of your best memories it keeps.” by poet There is a very old decrepit car. She was my father’s “baby” long ago. Named Jaguar D – like a Superstar - she cruised downtown with a polished glow. The young kids oohed...

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A car had an accident with a truck. Believe it or not this was huge luck. The female drivers were Howard and Trever . Simultaneously they both said "well I never" I was adopted and told I had a sibling but not a boy I was told the same, and being Howard is no joy "Our birth Mum insisted we...

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The beast must have rest—it's a horse If not your quest's over—of course These trips had required Getting tired and mired Cars from this hard work—us divorce...

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sirens on freeway road noise is an annoyance traffic backed up now gawkers don’t watch road impatiently inch forward dreary hour wait accidents happen drivers are irritable wheres the empathy...

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Shadows are flying in my head. Emotions are lost . Darkness is running allover,thou life is a mystery. Deeply I feel sad, deeply I feel happy, asking why life is worthless. I can feel anger brewing inside my heart. Periodically hateness is installed in my heart. My emotions are lost in my own world,where I don't have access. I'm lost in my...

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A sleazy greedy cheating single-minded lying used car salesman with ambition had higher aspiration hopes of a top managerial position altho' customer trust was a must as the fast-talking low-life archetype his focus was on moving their money into his pocket with one fell swipe so to move as much merchandise as a man can possibly do while on rota to meet his quota he'd advertise...

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Ah, the fragrant fumes of paint drying on a picket fence followed by the grease-stained smell of turpentine on the brush Though doubtless matched by the aroma of oil spills gracing ...

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I did not anticipate finding a parking space I rarely find one at this location Because the restaurant’s food is from outer space It is very popular during spring vacation I was ready to walk a mile or two Wait! Could it be? I looked six times too There were two ready spaces open for me to park What a lark! I...

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A giraffe went out to buy a car. He didn't like nothin' that he saw'r. Maybe, he'd be more comfortable driving a convertible....

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O, to be born mechanical or to possess hands botanical Alas, I find myself charlatanical in the position of car salesmanical Though there’s no...

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lows over my eyes trying kill what's inside just a different drive hi jacked the vibe trying to bug my line get sprayed with pesticide you see them thuggin I'm with the plug trippin on luggage why you fronting I see you trucking moving sluggish hop out the bucket it's all for nothing let's get this money...

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clinging to a wind-tossed leaf a red-and-black-spotted ladybug flips upside down, then right side up again and again in...

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Lil mama in a Q50 infinity Known to handle drama Pulls up any vicinity know a broad in a Amg we hit the drive through theater And we blow on trees I know a hottie in a Beamer She fiends for the d Trying to have my baby in a swooped up m3 Another shorty in a Tesla Always smoking...

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( In collaboration with ChatGPT (OpenAI’s conversational language model) I told Him once— my favorite sat under halogen moons, white Cadillac parked at the edge of night. It looked different— special in some way— and my first impression was right. A racecar in preacher’s robes, specs in the window read like scripture: horsepower, torque, zero to rapture in under five. Price tag: $100,000. But what’s that...

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