Sleek Car Poems

My car is flashy
A beautiful red
Lots of chrome
Her name on the back
Her name is prestigious

Her wheels are flashy
She is sleek and chic
Lighting up her name...

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The pulsing red, a scanning eye,
Across the asphalt, swift and sly.
A whisper soft, a turbo boost,
KITT arrived beyond dispute.

Michael Knight, a lone crusader,
Against the wicked,...

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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...

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I want a car, an older car, a 56 Corvette
That will drive down the highway miles, speeding fast with no regret.
I want a car that's...

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What kind of car is that? My eleven grandchildren scream.
It has driven by slowly, and it is my childhood dream.
a 1957 Chevy, sleek, black, full...

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Bulky ute voyeur selects sleek sporty stalion
    Driving by, supersedes her oversized sedan
    Wide wheel arches have Porche comparison
...

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I am sleek and sexy
My lines are more than fine
I have a paint job that is simply sublime

I chase down the others
And maneuver in and...

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My 442 Oldsmobile was the hottest car around
No sexier red thing besides lipstick could be found.
When you pressed on the medal, that baby flew down...

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My car is not a reflection of me.
She’s sleek and sexy and runs with glee.
She’s magnificent as she can be.
She’s fast and fine; laughs with...

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Camaro
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She's black and sleek
And strong not weak,
She's loud and fast
When you hit the gas,

Her tires profile low
When heated up they make her go,
Put her up...

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Ford Anglia

Ford Anglia, Ford Anglia,
You were always my favourite Car.
Distinctive shape and two-toned colour,
In the showroom, you were the Star.

Cortina, my Cortina,
Your sleek lines made...

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I love the rims on the wheels of my car,
Each rim that’s made out of steel,
And I love the spokes tightly holding these rims,
I love...

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It is hot out here 
Don't tell me about a sweater
I think the sun is broken
Walking down the same asphalt sidewalks

Still the same faults as...

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THE UN-BEETABLE BUG


Simplicity, elasticity, beauty in the thirties,
not like some sedans, ugly and beastly

This popular car and it's history from the past,
from it's World War...

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