Short Volkswagen Poems
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Daisies in her hair
a Volkswagen bug
Giant yellow happy face
California dreaming
Beach Boy’s Music
Little Ole Lady from Pasadena
Sixties songs in my heart
My puppy’s paws are the size of a Volkswagen bus
He is ten months old
He likes to dance with us
He leads
His neck is stronger than our leg muscles
This gives us a tiny idea of what we have to look forward to
THE THREE AGES OF MAN
At 14 he had to have a Toyota:
Cos every boy oughta.
At 34 he wanted a Volkswagen:
Really set his tail waggin’.
At 54 now his car of choice:
Is of course Rolls Royce.
Captcha. SCAJ
She drove me to the showroom
Cars all shiny and brand new
A feeling of doom has come over me
Jetta * will garage where I used to do
*a car by Volkswagen
Penned 20 July 2013 for Adam's Captcha Contest
imagination
peacocks and flowers
hippies and hippos
Volkswagen busses
dragons and witches
unicorns blue
faeries and elves
a Shangri-la
my happy place
cartooning
grandchildren
poetry
dancing
singing
art
blue granny glasses
bubbly lava lamp
yellow happy face
Mamas and The Papas
Karen Carpenter
Embroidered blue jeans
Flowered shirt for men
Janice Joplin
decorated Volkswagen bus
Hip hugger bell bottoms
Shag carpeting
Hypnotherapy
1960's
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."
here comes that jack-o-lantern bug.
announcement made by my cousin Slug.
I was looking for something flying in the air.
the Volkswagen came up to my stair.
Hello! The owner said, happy and sweet.
I have come to say “hi” and to trick-or-treat
It was my old friend Slug a bug McTame.
Punching me on the shoulder used to be her game.
Hey! Hey! Hey! We are going to Timbuktu today!
Sing croaking this is a frog family known as McCray
They pack their red Volkswagen into the ground
It won’t move a bit, steering wheel cannot move around
I cannot let go of anything little sister admits
Daddy gets angry and throws two masculine fits.
Mommy also refuses to take any suitcases down
So they get stuck staying all weekend in their town.
Lynette was attached to the ambiance of the seventies.
She had a shag rug with large loops and flecks of silver.
Bulb like globs floated in her six lava lamps.
She replaced her accelerator pedal with a weird bare foot pedal.
Her house featured peace signs, happy faces, and free love slogans.
My favorite piece was a Volkswagen bus planter that yelled “perky”.
But in actuality, I liked the entire set up – her car and her house.