Chevy Poems - Poems about Chevy

Remember when we walked to school? Remember when we thought we were cool? We were good friends in those years Our laughter overcame any fears We were young, we were pure We were safe, we were sure Nothing could hurt us No one there to alert us We thought it funny at first But our bubble soon burst When he drove up beside us Offered to...

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the 1957 Chevy Bel Air was fine in every way Full of chrome, her sassiness gave her enormous sway Some people like red autos, but turquoise was so fine At the age of eight, I wished this car was mine! I understood cars like the boys did in town This beauty pranced and danced, she was heaven bound I still love...

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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 of chrome, I say. Coveting the red leather seats as it drives slowly away. It doesn’t look like any contraption we have ever seen! I know this is true, I wave to the...

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Mythical wizard hag sits on her haughty throne Who is she? Some whisper, perhaps thinking crone. Magical and mystical, she is rarely sitting alone. Her power animals surround her, hoping for a bone. She gets to make all their decisions, she is in charge. Her ideas and ideals are incredibly worthy and large. We know her as grandma, our grandpa calls...

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I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town. My triumph was impromptu and abrupt. I parked my Chevy by the curbside on a gentle downhill slope In hope there’d be no need for backing up. From near the Devil’s Crossroads where I’d tempted fate To the edge of Austin in the Lone Star State. I walked...

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'57 CHEVY I've entered what's called my golden years, But there's silver in my hair. Is that the color of my setting sun? If it is, When did I get here? My tattoos are all very faded, Blurred lines running together. My breasts don't sit high anymore, And my arthritis forecasts the weather. As I go about my days, Carrying out the routines of life, I...

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Clever lever on robotic wheel Tasted grease and oil, a big time meal Sculpted a Chevy’s bumper, a shiny deal. Ford and Chrysler helped him glue his seal....

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Juan (Johnnie) Avocado Seed By George W. Clever-----15 September 2020 A migrant boy in California His only toys were avocado pits Making castles at the Rancheria In the dust with the pits where he sits Until told of a boy who traveled the borders Planting apple seeds to grow fine orchards Dreamed of a day when he’d be in demand Planting...

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Silverado truck and F-one fifty Ford Went on a date but both got extremely bored Chevy made a wheelie and Ford promptly booked Date didn’t last as long as the dinner we cooked....

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I was born in the year of the greatest car and the biggest flop. The ‘57’ Chevy had personality and power along with class. The greatest flop, the Edsel had few sales; nothing spectacular to offer; not even style. I took this as a sign that I could be great or a...

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Classy Chassis Rusted and Busted I was a classic beauty at my time Eyes of envy upon me at the time My body and chrome spit shine My windows reflected the world’s soul and mind My sweet smelling leather seats you’d climb And place your bare legs, feet on the dash Driving me down Main Street with a sudden lash Rusted and Busted Abandoned...

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When I was teenboy, nothing else mattered Than making out in the back of a Chevy With a gorgeous young hottie with boobs to die for Breathing became rather heavy Now I'll try to behave coz the censors are watching And your computers will probably short circuit With the powers vested in me, I'll try to behave But it'll be quite a...

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The Chevy Vega is something I won’t miss. No other car in Detroit was built like this. Off the dealer’s lot or out of the showroom, the sound of the running engine was a harbinger of doom. Upkeep and maintenance busted my financial bubble. It always seemed to develop some kind of trouble. This was the kind of car leaving many...

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Riding in your green Chevy windows down, music on. I watch you drive, one hand on the wheel & the other occupying my own hand I notice the skin on your arms has tanned :) Baby you are remarkable. Your smile, your laugh and the way you manage to kiss me quickly and watch the road at the same time. I know...

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A sweet experience that I have had before, has me turning around and coming back for more. Consider me just a plain and ordinary man. I was passing down a road in my Chevy Van. What I saw next was not a fantasy. I was fully awake, so it was pure reality. Here was the cutest young girl any...

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