Racing Car Poems - Poems about Racing Car

... Night Time Boy It’s almost nine o’clock and its time to go to bed So climb under your covers and rest your weary head, Get yourself real comfy and I’ll tuck you nice and tight And tell me of ......

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...We are not all meant, for the driving of fast cars, And some will only ever be backseat drivers at best, So why do they expect us all to be able, To travel in the fast lane on the internet, When ......

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...We are, we are Brighter than a shooting star We are, we are Faster than a racing car We are, we are Louder than a speaker bar We are, we are Stronger than we think we are Smarter than we k......

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...Three cocktail sausages jumped out of a tin Off they went in a Ferrari for a spin The weather was perfect, the ride a breeze Everything was going well, until one sausage began to sneeze Sweat dri......

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...Nobby the Narwhal, Lived in the sea, He had the longest there ever could be. Nobby's school was really quite small, He had to take all of his lessons sat alone in the hall. After school he w......

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...It’s a muscle car, a super car, a racing car, yeah She’s speeding down the highway, with the wind in her hair It’s a muscle car, a super car, a racing car, yeah Burning up the highway like she d......

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...Bulky ute voyeur selects sleek sporty stalion Driving by, supersedes her oversized sedan Wide wheel arches have Porche comparison Voracious engine's enthuse easily enchants L......

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...My heart is playing love’s guitar Please make me warm like a heater Let me drive your life’s racing car Don’t change I like the way you are Words are coming out in my eyes Stare at my ey......

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...The weird racing car The car was driving on the thin track, Oh no, the car bumped into a leather sack. The driver limped out of his car, Only to find some children eating tartar. Am I going ma......

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...I am sitting at my desk attempting at some prose But nothing seems to come to me nothing to compose My minds a canvas blank not two words can I rhyme So I try counting backwards just to pass the t......

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...Santa came last year Giving me whistles and blow horns and socks covered in pairs But that is not what I want Not socks or whistles or blow horns it ain't fair Not stuffed animals but real ones w......

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...Physically they are attractive, handsome, pretty! Their structured bodies are just frames, Within them sadness reigns Those dear to them treat them like preys. They are dead living... Not the ......

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...My true love promised me a car a Jaguar Mind you British racing car blue My true love promised me a coat Cashmere True wool from Pashmina goat My true love promised me a dance s......

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...He rides his wheelchair like a racing car The rainbow colours blending into one He grins his infectious grin, his wide mouth welcoming and warm He stutters, his sentences an intricate mess of ......

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...> Do not read if of a nervous disposition . I am committed to sending at least one poem a day to some social media page. Poetry Soup want us to send one each Tuesday but as I have a memory thingy I d......

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