Four on the Floor
Lying between primes 3/5/7
4x4 cube drives over
waka, haiku, senryu, tanka,
to chime, sublime eloquence.
Watch out for my Hellcat Hemi,
It's got four on the floor and more.
Oh how it squeals on big chrome wheels,
You should hear that engine's roar.
It comes alive at 185,
You can bet it'll rule the day.
So bring your car and money jar,
When you want to come out and play.
It's no phony with all those ponies,
Just homegrown muscle for sure.
Ain't no pills to prevent your ills,
The disease without a cure.
With that Devil Cat on my side,
I've got the hottest ride around.
Don't try your luck with car or truck,
Cause I'm Hell on wheels and Hellbound.
Green Gremlins were all the rage in nineteen seventy-four.
I am not talking about creepy fat-headed full bellied tiny beings.
I am talking about cheap cars with a V-8 and four on the floor.
Everyone had one, so common, most of us were tee-heeing.
Painted a variety of colors, and riding in them made you kind of sore.
We wore hip hugger bell-bottoms and had a hippie-like look.
This was in ’74, and believe it or not, this is no folk lore.
If you do not believe me, just look up a Gremlin in a picture book.
Racing with the forces trying to keep ahead;
Missed some turns a while ago going straight instead.
The ghosts are out there watching shooting balls of fire;
I can see them as I’m passing singing like a choir.
The crock is shedding tears but its laughing liker a clown
Its face is in the windshield and I’m trying to run it down.
Don’t know much about a mother but life sure qualifies;
And you can keep those one room boxes down here in these mires.
Can’t imagine dropping anchor but sometimes I’ve slowed down;
Mostly when locked in loves embrace and listening for that sound.
Ahead I think I see it, an up and coming light
But it’s probably just the daylight that passes out the night
I remember my Mustang the year '64
Fire engine red with four on the floor
Wheels with spinners, new at the time
Manual AC, truly devine!
Racing police, zippin past Vets
Mustang Sally, GOOD AS IT GETS!
Four on the floor
One in the air
A woof when she talks
A growl if she's sore
A paw pat for attention
A wet nose for a kiss
A whack on the leg
If her message you miss.
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