Oldsmobile Poems - Poems about Oldsmobile

...Skinny kids Wrinkled clothes Crooked windows Non-symmetrical Snowman slightly off center The “Olds” Wrinkled fenders A round-headed driver A teetering toboggan Hanging from its roof The a......

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...The 1970 Four-Four Two Oldsmobile was a spectacular beauty I still like her today; she was owned by Mr. McPueuty. He shined her up so often, her sheen was something to see. He gave me a ride once ......

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...Two birds like mischievous teens skipping, giggling as they cross the pumps, dodging car scenes through the oily and Oldsmobile dross. Scoundrels living loud in their little world chir......

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...I am behind the large white wheel of an Oldsmobile. I am a page ripped from a Raymond Chandler novel. Clipped words curl close to my lips as hot as ash. Dreamy eyes are cold tonight, there will......

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...We paddle through small talk, I like her, she has style. I imagine we have a history together back in an old movie that I have yet to see. I begin to construct a lost and anecdotal life. In an......

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...An old man in a tweed jacket stopped by to die I had never met him before, and had wondered why My sister and me were lured by candy in his pocket He showed us a watch and a tiny lady’s locket ......

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...My 442 Oldsmobile was the hottest car around No sexier red thing besides lipstick could be found. When you pressed on the medal, that baby flew down the road. When you were inside her, you were no......

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... For General Motors, it must have been a difficult decision. They decided to discontinue Oldsmobile as a division. There were many Oldsmobile dealerships found near and far. If they still......

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...At first, it wasn't my father's Oldsmobile. Then, there came a longing for a new identity with an invasion of one morphing after another. Next thing I knew, there was 'no' Oldsmobile. It seems th......

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...Last Minute The old lady went to the thrift store. She found the row of coats, and looked for just the right tags. The color of the day. She bought everyone that she could afford. There ......

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...the old jalopy... manufacture Oldsmobile; daily drove to work; inside my garage, also dad's 1915 Model J car; old that jalopy... that old jalopy, manufactured by Lozier; three-three horse......

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...There once was a popular car commercial that stated, "This is not your father's oldsmobile". The manufacurer was proud to have built a better car. I don't know if it was better, but after 107 years,......

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...Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts. Part 2 act three in the third act delirious the laws of physics......

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...Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts. PART 1 the highway's double line snakes in and out of my headlig......

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...80's oldsmobile wagon full of mormons traveling at five under the speed limit. a turtlenecked jesus behind the wheel draws magnetically all pyrite from the rural hills of zion utah. gold ......

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