Dragsters Poems - Poems about Dragsters

...Flint Within its brilliance gleaming Cool black in lacquered polished silver chrome Cranked up pistons bleached in summer’s heat Hot steam rising as gears thundering Beyond the crystal liquid c......

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...The thunder roar of a dragster, really stirs my blood, I would always slip off to the strip when I was young. My dad always knew right where I"d be, on the very front, where I could see. A scold......

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