Short Cadillac Poems
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Ford smacked into the Cadillac
but why didn’t you hold her back?
Ford has her own ways Buick said
She’s out of control and two are dead.
Someone left a mark
On my Cadillac Car
The lipstick is fresh
A statement of Love
Is it the love for me or my car
Or did you trip
And your lip fell on the car
White Cadillac
waiting for her.
Black night shadows
hide crimson lips.
Rude passerby
tosses a coin.
It injures more
than just her arm.
Someone's daughter
of meager means.
Some people wear rose coloured glasses
but I drive my pink cadillac through life
I ride in style and bite into adventure
my friends and I cruise for a fun time
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Box cars a mile long, rolling all night headed West
Some full, some empty, all singing the same old song
A Cadillac for The King Of The Road
Form:
The legendary Johnny Cash
Alcoholic, 'white trash'
His initials -- J.C. -- helped him
Come all the way back
From drunken bouts
Of Despair and Depression
This self-styled 'Man in Black'
His Cadillac baritone so refreshin'
Pink as a baby’s bottom.
Pink as 1960’s Bazooka Bubblegum
Pink as Barbie’s Dream House
Pink as a 1959 Cadillac with chrome tailfins.
Pink as a perky, pretty, popular, pizzazz-y petite preteen.
We nicknamed her “Pinkie” which made her laugh.
If I was sworn in as the
President
I could dictate how Our
money's spent
And, figure out where the
Economy went
How in the Problem, could
be put a dent
While determining which Cadillac
has too much tint
As I, on up-scaling the whole world,
would be bent
1959 Pink Cadillac
Driven by my first boyfriend
He was fifteen
Those tail fins were really something!
And the chrome was dazzling!
Marvelously beautiful.
Amazing. We still speak of it.
Because I married him.
Wish we still had this classic car.
If a fire broke out I would save my ancestry tree, wallet for Id, pictures of family indeed, birth certificate and deeds things that are personal to me, then family mementoes which are sentimental and what I really want and need is my Cadillac and its keys.
My husband fell in love with the beautiful Mae West.
I knew it was because of her oversized breast.
"Mae is beautiful," I retorted, "but small chested girls also like to hug."
"You and Mae," he laughed, "is like comparing a Cadillac to a Volkswagen bug."
If a fire broke out I would save my ancestry tree, wallet for Id, pictures of family indeed, birth certificate and deeds things that are personal to me, then family mementoes which are sentimental and what I really want and need is my Cadillac and its keys.
02/14/2019
If a fire broke out I would save my ancestry tree, wallet for Id, pictures of family indeed, birth certificate and deeds things that are personal to me, then family mementoes which are sentimental and what I really want and need is my Cadillac and its keys.
02/14/2019
If I liked to be poked and was fond of needles
I might entertain the idea of a tattoo
a tiny green dragon wearing a jaunty tam
an orange mushroom house with pink flowers
a 1959 navy blue Cadillac with red leather seats
But I do not like to be poked and I am not fond of needles
Green Panatela
Waiting in his Cadillac, silver gray,
Dr. Oates swerves his lighter
to his green panatela.
Next to Dr. Oates,
a poodle, silver gray, barks
where Mrs. Oates will sit
in moments now,
when from the beauty shop,
coiffed silver gray,
majestically she issues.
Donal Mahoney
With the feeling of horsepower under me,
brakes do not apply;
if you want to go the speed limit,
stay off the road, I won't be hindered.
Put the soft-top down,
I want to feel the evening wind
blowing unfettered through my hair
and see the moon cruising with me.
Image: Wikipedia, 1989 Cadillac Allante
He’d been too yellow to admit he was having an affair
Susie was seething and started screaming at his deception
She’d found long blonde hairs in her husband’s Cadillac car
Slowly she poured paint stripper over its ochre paintwork
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03~03~16
What is it to me if
The teenage girl next door
Leaves on a date dressed up
Like a downtown whore?
If her brother wears his cap
With the bill in the back
And their father drives up
In a ratty old hearse Cadillac?
Why do I let the smallest
Things annoy me so?
I think I would move away
If I had some place to go.
written July 27, 2021
Where Mrs. Oates Will Sit
Waiting in his Cadillac,
silver gray, Dr. Oates
swerves his lighter
to his green panatela.
Next to Dr. Oates
a poodle barks, right
where Mrs. Oates will sit,
a poodle silver gray,
the color Mrs. Oates’s hair will be
in moments now
when from the beauty shop
majestically she issues.
Donal Mahoney
Yeah, I'm five lines out,
and ain't coming back.
Gonna ride on cloud,
in a Mac Cadillac.
Me and miss Jilly,
yeah, she's all that.
Riding on cloud nine
in a Mac Cadillac.
Goin to find Wilson,
wherever he's at.
He sang of Sally,
and her Mustang act
Wanna hear him again,
the Man kick's it back.
Gotta ride on cloud nine,
In a Mac Cadillac.
Cavalry chivalry;
Splendor cadillac ;
I'm sure love
For you shall;
Not to be ignored;
Beloved you are my
Beloved;
And heated bliss;
I must insist;
I 'll seal our hearts wish;
With the Velvet kiss;
Splendor a cabaret;
I love you so this day;
What a beautiful foray?
12/23/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Barbie on her knees, over the toilet.
Ken pulls back her hair.
Skipper and Midge share love and support.
Barbie went on to wear wigs and bandanas,
her hair in the sink, sagging marshmallow breasts.
Big days were sitting in a cancer circle
waiting for coffee and cookies to pass.
Barbie hasn’t seen the light for days,
her pink cadillac out of gas.
10/20/2020
I see him as seventeen
With lots of dark black hair
Intensely fervent about life
An expert in many things
His car is a 1959 pink Cadillac with tail fins
Yes, that car!
He bought it for five hundred dollars
From a rich doctor, who wanted something new
He sees me as sixteen
He knows he wants something
But he is too innocent to know what
He gives me that smile, and I laugh
My first car was green , red and black .
Part Nissan , Jeep and Cadillac .
When you pulled out the choke
The boot filled with smoke
Flames farting straight out the back .
I called it my old Batmobile
Made of plastic , old planks and steel .
It was loved by weird gooks
And Hazardy Dukes
But with Babes , had little appeal .
For Chantelle's "Gas" contest ..
Had an old Cadillac and a gal named Ann
And I played fiddle in a travelin' band
I loved my Ann and a dog named Yeller
They ran off with a yodelin' feller
I woke up this mornin' on a choo choo train
Bound for Amarillo in the pourin' rain
Starin' out the window started me thinkin'
It's gonna be this way 'til I quit drinkin'
3-22-19
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