Short Chugged Poems

You heard about old Tommy Tucker
To me, he’s a real nyuk-nyuker
For he’d make me laugh
When he chugged half & half
And then through his nose he’d up-chucker...

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So stately behind the wheel
That old Cortina could have been a Rolls
The engine chugged
To the beat of your heart
Slow and steady
Making the drive home last
Captain of your ship 
For five peaceful minutes...

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The outboard chugged along 
toward the end of the lake
where the tall peaks were.

When the motor cut, all was still.
Then snowcapped mountains 
began to rise-up from the lake;
eagles flew under our hull.

Imagine staring at your float,
humped like a heron over the bow
while a panoramic sky 
moved under your boots.
Imagine Rainbow trout
sailing around the sun.

No way to catch that....

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Bronchial car chugged along,
As if it was a train,
Its tyres were bald,
Needing treading,
Its color unhealthy pale,
Its window glasses almost porous,
That you sit in four,
And possibly take a tour,
Was a surprise,
It seemed like our old folks,
Bronchial, pale and unhealthy,
If the old car was to tour,
It has to be cared more,
Same for our old,
You have to care and be warm,
And simply not a hostile cold....

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Standing on a stump, looking down the road..
Waiting for the old truck to come into view.
Brother watching from the roof.. In trouble again.

At last it chugged around the corner..
Smiling faces that cautioned- “quiet now”..
A small blue bundle cradled in loving arms.

At last, the most beautiful face we’d ever seen..
Then that face let out a god-awful screech….
We looked at each other..both thinking..
                   -   Maybe this isn’t going to be so great after all!...

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