Long Chevrolet Poems

Here's the scoop, friends...
   This is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No other way...

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“Good morning, folks,” the guy began…“my name’s Henry Hustle.  Got yourselves a real nice car there. Love them fancy wheels! 
Today I’m gonna prove to you why so darn many people come to us...

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Here's the scoop, friends...
   This is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No other way...

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Here's the deal, folks...
   This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
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Back in the 1990s, my wife and I spent a couple years - and thousands of dollars - completely restoring a 1958 Chevrolet Impala convertible. A very rewarding experience, but also, at times, a veritable...

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Chevrolet


Imagine life is a journey in a car, without a map or a satnav.
You can only go forward, there is no turning back.
You only know where you are going to.
Your destination is ‘love’ and it...

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Today, I'm thinking about a man name Zack.
When he was young, Zack thought a lot about 'tomorrow'.
He tried hard to put 'today' behind him and forget about it.
'Yesterday' seemed inconsequential and of no interest to...

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Alms For The Poor

~~~~~~ The Clever Beggar ~~~~~~

The not so old beggar stood 
before me,with outstretched 
arms and a sadden stare
He ask me for sixty-five cent

He was working this side of the street
I started to...

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                              THE PRICE OF ADMISSION


So many...

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The raging party goes on into the night 
Near the market place 
Where the poor search for a fix
In the royal kingdom of religion 

The girls come and go like birds in the wind
Enjoying the...

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Woke up this morning missing the country way of living,
This city life is just breaking down my stride,
I’m yearning for the rolling rocky mountain highs,
And the deep lush valleys startled by ancient pines!
Sky scraper towers...

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The year was 1978, 
my car, once again on the fritz;
I stuck out my thumb going to and from work 
hoping to catch a hitch.

After counting inventory late one night,
I thought I would have to...

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Dos Cabezas Getaway     

Coming of age film about Boy Baby Wally found wrapped in a 1943 issue of "Farm Implement" magazine abandoned screaming in a Last Chance gas station toilet on...

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I was a classic 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air, in mint condition, admiral and white.
My owner had other beautiful, classic cars, like stars sparkling into twilight.

My owner loved his old cars, saying 'they don't make them like...

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Nutter Butter. Almond Joy, Mounds Bars, and Cherry Mash.
Those candy manufacturers know how to name to get their cash.
We contenders scoff; we snicker and sneer.
The toymaker crazy idea brigade has just arrived here.

Someone throws out,...

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The R&R's of  marvin, 1st rule you will go to sunday school and every sunday n' for goodness sake don't say I gotta headache.  growing up in poppa marvin's world was a daily...

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The Witch of Winslow Street

In West Saint John, no fortune sprang.
But greatness graced the Blue Rock Gang.
As Carleton rascals, David Goss
And Bobby Alexander launched
A secret goal that made them itch,
To see which woman was a...

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My father was a man who stood strong and tall,
And in our opinion he was the best FATHER of all.
He would come home for lunch and sit us in his lap
And allow us to take...

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Got yourself some new wheels, huh?
I can hear the squeals of rubber burning
I cough exhaust…left behind, oh gosh! I’m holding just a pile of dented fenders…
suspended… Your bucks spent. Engine Red..that foreign bred truck! 
Snap,...

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Inspired by the song "Last Kiss" by Pearl Jam


You had just gotten your first car, a 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air,
We were only seventeen years old and neither had a care,
You came over after school and asked...

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Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity.
I grew up among the repetitious homes,
isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity,
the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome.

Repugnant yet intriguing, a redundant singularity,
fabrications of fortified, fraudulent self-deception,  
blocks...

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Her blinding lights flash against metal plates
She flows through my traffic n her 4 door Chevrolet
Trying to find, that street that'll take her my way
In my city of sin an flashing lights an other cars
Streets...

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It was another senior high school dance,
 and it was you that asked me to go 
 the graduated senior home on holiday, in the know,
 those old memories had made you miss your chance;
but...

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I am fourteen.
It’s a hot summer day in 1954.
My mother, father, two brothers, one sister, and I 
Pile into our 1952 Chevrolet station wagon
And head to Coady’s Creek in Perintown, Ohio.
It’s actually called Stone Lick...

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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...

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