Corvette Poems - Poems about Corvette

she smiles with glee as i see her crappy road hog ...

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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 sleek and smooth and gives one helluva ride. An old car that knows its stuff and can do a "Hollywood Slide"....

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In the world of automobiles, this is a shining star. Many call this America's only true sports car. With a fiberglass body, and a big, powerful V-8, zooming down any road would certainly be great Presently, I have one very big personal regret: With a hefty price tag, I can't afford one yet. ...

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They call me Corvette Granny as I cruise around in my red Sting Ray, vintage 1965 convertible and what a looker, the top down with my hair flying in the wind, totally not looking my age and undisciplined. The call me Corvette Granny, men want to race me on the streets, they stare at my crimson beauty and wink, flirting with a mighty...

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They call me Corvette Granny, as I cruise around in my red Sting Ray, vintage 1965 convertible and what a looker, the rag top down with my hair flying in the wind, totally not looking my age and undisciplined. They call me Corvette Granny, men want to race me on the streets, they stare at my crimson beauty and wink, flirting with a...

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Sugar drops and colored gumballs, An open skyline, an open convertible, and a white ragtop! Black Perrelis, red caps, and spoked mag-frames, Pacific Coast Highway, and her stairway to heaven! A thousand charged horses on pure octane! My deliverance, black rock cod, and pink champagne! Her deliverance, Pacific Coast Highway, a stairway to heaven, and romance! A storybook weekend, and my little...

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I had just left the Fairgrounds Race Track with my dad, where I won $13.00 on a nag whose name I forget and Dad won nothing, which mattered not since his goal was to 'celebrate' the night with his Candy Apple Red....newly bored out 1957 Chevrolet Corvette by timing it, while crossing Lake Pontchartrain's...

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Can you believe? I have Corvette! Think my wife will be upset? Bright, golden yellow, like a jet! You bet, you bet, you bet, you bet! What’s that she said? “What the heck?” Passenger seat I will eject Throw her on her fanny yet, You see, the Devil I have met! The muffler rumbles all upset Roar through streams, but won’t get...

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Santa Claus, make this the best Christmas yet. Could you bring me a Chevrolet Corvette? I need a six-speed with a powerful V-8. A leather interior and BOSE CD stereo will be great. It does not matter if it has red, white, or blue paint. I have not been anything less than a saint. I have treated everyone I know with...

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I was in grade school, we did something rare Dad took the family to the Texas State Fair On display was GMC’s first Corvette Someday I said, that’s what I’m going to get Graduated from college in ’59 Then into the Army, had to do my time My orders stated, I had six months to go And they said I’d be stationed...

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The most thrilling experience anyone can get is speeding along in a convertible Corvette This powerful four-wheeled machine is much better than good when it’s got over four hundred horsepower under the hood. Driving one of these gems is moving in first class There is plenty of get up and go under that shell of fiberglass. What a sweet time on...

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This escort ship Of World War Two Convoy carer To guide them through From sail to steam To propeller screw Atlantic saviour For me and you These modern Corvette's With their fire power Delicately named After a flower While the Canadian class Named after cities and towns But when it came to protect They buckled down From the west to Murmansk Carrying supplies and arms To the USSR Bringing war...

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I remember being a little remote control. My chassis was sound and I was beeping all the time. My handlers were amused to drive me around. I was happy to please them. It made me feel sound. Then they took me to the track to teach me to race. It seemed like I crashed all over the place. Into...

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